The Winkest Link

By Ike

I’m sure you remember my excellent Thanksgiving poem last year. Well, this year I have created a Halloween poem that is only a tiny bit late. Enjoy, with a heartfelt (and late) Happy Halloween from those of us at The Winkest Link.

There once was an actor named Fred.
A tricky stunt took off his head.
The audience roared,
As his head soared,
For they did not believe he was dead.

The director Kurt was alarmed.
A stuntman of his had been harmed!
With the utmost haste,
And most paltry taste,
Fred was buried where once men had farmed.

Fred’s head awoke with a start.
His head and his neck were apart!
He somehow must,
Though covered in dust,
Reclaim his position in art!

Fred’s body clawed up quite unhurt,
And found his own head in the dirt,
He dusted off,
And with a small cough,
Set off to go speak with Kurt.

Alone with his failed work of art,
Kurt soon began to take heart.
Stepping in through Kurt’s door,
Fred said with a roar,
“Kurt, I demand back my part!”

There once was a play called “Undead.”
The leading actor had no head.
The audience cheered,
And Kurt was revered,
And centered was a happy Fred.