Dance of the Scarecrow

26 Oct 2010

TheNightShift
Dance of the Scarecrow
She is in a field with a scarecrow at night
All Hallows Eve, in the eerie moonlight
The scarecrow’s jacket flaps in the breeze
Which whistles through the willow trees
She can hear the tolling of a distant bell
Murmuring voices chant a mystical spell
Fear cuts sharply through her like a knife
The ragged scarecrow, it has come to life!
No lights are in the cottage of the farm
As the scarecrow grabs her slender arm
His bony hand feels like a vulture’s claw
A whisper comes from his head of straw
‘You shall be the victim of circumstance
Tonight I’ll perform the scarecrow dance
But I require a partner to dance with ne
It’s the only way scarecrows can be free’
She tries to break away but he is strong
‘He says ‘For you to try to flee is wrong
You realise, from the look on your face
Who dances with me will take my place’
The notes from a harp floated in the air
He bowed low ‘If you please, lady fair
May I have this dance, as you are free
When it’s over you take the place of me
With that, he strengthened his tight grip
Around the field of corn the pair did trip
He laughed loud as he trod upon her toes
He saw the flock, a hundred black crows
Towards the scarecrow the birds did dart
Swooped down and tore him clean apart
She saw him perish with a great delight
The crows then flew away into the night
Thus ended her night of horror and shock
Why was she saved by a feathered flock?
As her mind went to the past, she smiled
The injured crow she tended when a child

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