Patricia Harris-
Patricia Harris is a dreamer, crafter, gamer and digital artist who loves creativity in life. A half mad poet, her writing is found all over social media and various other websites. She is a devoted mom who can be found doing a variety of art when she isn’t penning poetry and writing words. She is owner of the indie publishing company Fae Corps publishing. For more from Patricia, check out www.Facebook.com/mouseypoet or pattimouse.blog
And for a reading list of her books go to https://books2read.com/rl/PatriciaHarris
And as Serena Mossgraves -
Serena Mossgraves is a twisted faery with a love of gothic settings and an urge to scare. She’s constantly on the prowl for new ways to twist old stories into dark tales that excite and terrify. If you’re also drawn to nightmares, come visit Serena on Facebook at www.facebook.com/serenitysfall Or check out her reading list at https://books2read.com/rl/serenamossgraves
I was working in the lab, late one night When my eyes beheld an eerie sight For my monster from his slab, began to rise And suddenly to my surprise
He did the mash, he did the monster mash The monster mash, it was a graveyard smash He did the mash, it caught on in a flash He did the mash, he did the monster mash
From my laboratory in the castle east (Wa-ooh) To the master bedroom where the vampires feast (Wa-wa-ooh) The ghouls all came from their humble abodes (Wa-ooh) To get a jolt from my electrodes
They did the mash, they did the monster mash The monster mash, it was a graveyard smash They did the mash, it caught on in a flash They did the mash, they did the monster mash
The zombies were having fun (Tennis shoe wa-ooh) The party had just begun (Tennis shoe wa-ooh) The guests included Wolfman (Tennis shoe wa-ooh) Dracula, and his son
The scene was rockin’, all were digging the sounds (Wa-ooh) Igor on chains, backed by his baying hounds (Wa-wa-ooh) The coffin-bangers were about to arrive (Wa-ooh) With their vocal group, The Crypt-Kicker Five
They played the mash, they played the monster mash The monster mash, it was a graveyard smash They played the mash, it caught on in a flash They played the mash, they played the monster mash
Out from his coffin’, Drac’s voice did ring (Wa-ooh) Seems he was troubled by just one thing (Wa-wa-ooh) He opened the lid and shook his fist and said (Wa-ooh) “Whatever happened to my Transylvania Twist?
It’s now the mash, it’s now the monster mash The monster mash, and it’s a graveyard smash It’s now the mash, it caught on in a flash It’s now the mash, it’s now the monster mash
Now everything’s cool, Drac’s a part of the band (Wa-ooh) And my Monster Mash is the hit of the land (Wa-wa-ooh) For you, the living this mash was meant too (Wa-ooh) When you get to my door, tell them Boris sent you
Then you can mash, then you can monster mash The monster mash and do my graveyard smash Then you can mash, you’ll catch on in a flash Then you can mash, then you can monster mash
Mash good Easy, Igor, you impetuous young boy Mash good, grr
My 2 Cents –
Continuing the theme from last week…It’s Halloween Time Y’all. Celebrate the dark and spooky with me.
Pattimouse 