The Hollow And The Hessian

July 15, 2009
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There once was a man
Who was strange and somewhat insane
A schoolteacher he was,
And his name was Ichabod Crane.

He studied all the myths and legends
Of the place that he called home,
A place full of ghosts and bewitchment,
And the site where the Headless Horseman was said to roam.

Sleepy Hollow the town was called
A name that now brings dread and fear
Because of the Headless Hessian,
And what happened to Ichabod there.

As Ichabod was walking home,
From his beloved Katrina Van Tassel’s,
A sudden sound, a horse’s hoof
Something was about to give Ichabod a hassle.

The horse’s breath and the rider’s screams came closer and closer
Ichabod screamed bloodcurdlingly and attempted to run,
He sprinted for the hills as fast as his legs could carry him,
But the speed of the Horseman can be compared to none.

The rest of the story is not known for sure
All we know is that Ichabod was never seen again,
The only clue is a smashed Halloween jack-o-lantern covered in blood.
And now all people know to fear the Hollow and the Hessian.





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JJhazskillz said...
Jul. 31, 2009 at 9:40 pm
That was an awesome poem, I hope it gets submitted to the magazine!Good luck! Keep Writing!
 
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