The Bronto

by Knuckle Joe

(Told by Kirby)

 

A cold October evening

The wind was very cruel

I resided in my chamber

Sitting on a tall wooden stool

 

Halloween candy always made me sick

As If by some kind of spell

So I sat here on All Hallow’s Eve

What time it was? I could not tell

 

The rain beat down, and echoed across the room

And ghosts seemed to cross the floor

This Halloween night,

There came a knocking at my door

 

I knew not who could be tapping on my door

I ingnored only at first

But tapping stayed peristant

And the door finally burst

 

Standing in the doorway

There stood a small critter

His feathers glistening in the rain

The look on his face, was bitter

 

A round pink body

Two round dark eyes

Large azure wings

I was instantly mesmorized

 

His cold dark stare

He didnt look very kind

He stood there quitley

Quothe the Bronto "Nevermind

 

Puzzled by this strange greeting

I scrambled to my feet

I bookmarked my reading

and layed it on my seat

 

Perched on the statue

His feet dug into the stone

I ran to the kitchen

To grab the plate of scones

 

I welcomed him in with a kind wave of hand

His face lightened up, and he gladly agreed

So we sat down at the large oak table

And ate the scones that All Hallow’s eve

 

I inhaled all the crums

And swallowed them too

Where the Bronto had gone by now

I had no clue

 

I closed my chamber door

and pondered what he said

Quothe the Bronto "Nevermind"
It echoed through my head