All Souls Eve (After the style of "Casey at the Bat")

September 30, 2010
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Walking home like every other day is all well and fine./
That's when I hear that despereate call from Hannah Smithline./
She is pretty and peitite. She's oh so very shy./
She's done being picked on, and She's done with the fight, so don't try./

She prays for it to stop, but God doesn't seem to listen./
I see as she thinks of it her eyes begin to glisten./
The wheels are turning in her mind. She ia forming a plan./
Poor little Hannah Smithline is becoming a madman./

As for me I'm Gabrielle and I'm the odd person out./
I'm psychic because reading minds is what I'm about./
That's why I keep my head down like she urges./
Although I don't listen to the harsh whispers of witches./

Reading minds comes with the territory, but its not fun./
Its be quite scary when you hear someone wants to pull a gun./
It was November first; I like to call it All Souls Eve./
Thousands of guiltless souls will be lost with one little squeeze./

There's a chill in the air as I walk down this empty street./
Tomorrow is the sad day we will all meet ends meet./
What can I do? How can I stop it? There is danger afoot./
There's so much for me to think of and with homeowrk to boot./

Tomorrow, tomorrow is the gloomy day we'll all die./
Hannah is angry and I know she wants us all to cry./
How can I stop her? My life is ruined! What can I do?/
There ill be no sleep tonight because my world is too blue./

The alarm clock blares in my ear for it is time for school./
hannah will be there, and the day will be long and so cruel./
So many will be lost in her red hot flare of anger./
It should be expected for their cruelty was a cancer./

I ought to tell them of her plan. They all have to be warned./
For if they are not informed bow, they surely will be mourned./
All my friends are there. I can see Caroline and Amy./
If I don't warn them fast, I'll scream like a crazy banshee./

Little Hannah Smithline is there quite as she can be./
She looks just fine and her thoughs seem to be very carefree./
Then someone says soemthing and I fear the worst will come yet./
Hannah Smithline glared and she looks upset./

She reaches for her pocket. My breath catches in my throat./
I want to scream loudly, but my voice will not make the note./
The sconds pass like hours. For in that moment there is only dread./
Icannot explain the harsh words that wanted to be said./

Her hand comes out and I don't even hesitate to freeze./
My breath leaves me quickly as the wind blows a soft, cool breeze./
There is nothing that can explain the feeling that tore me up./
I am relieved and I wasnt to run, jump, and gallop./

No one is going to die on this too cold autumn day./
In fact everyone should be vastly happy and go play./
There's really only one thing wrong with the way things turned out./
I didn't do my homeowrk, and I'm completly worn out./

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