Lady T. invites you to her grand affair,
A Halloween tea party beyond compare,
In the garden, ‘neath the harvest moon’s glow,
Where secrets and enchantments softly flow.
To join her party is a peculiar delight,
On this enchanting and eerie night.
Seven souls convene in the haunted hall,
For a Halloween soirée, they answer the call.
Witches with brooms and potions to brew,
Their cackles and spells, an eerie debut,
Queen Ravenna reigns in a dark, regal theme,
As secrets and whispers are woven like a dream.
A feline companion, sleek and sly,
With emerald eyes that gleam and imply,
A flapper from the Roaring Twenties’ grace,
In sequins and feathers, she finds her place.
A masquerader, in a mask of disguise,
Conceals their face with enigmatic lies,
These guests of Lady T., in garments rare,
In her mansion, a spectral affair.
The table adorned with spiders and bats,
Witches’ brew in cups and spooky hats,
Jack-o’-lanterns grinning, mischief in their eyes,
As owls hoot above, under starlit skies.
Teapots pour potions, both dark and obscure,
In cups that whisper tales, mysterious and impure,
Candles flicker, casting an otherworldly glow,
As they sip on the secrets, letting stories flow.
From spectral scones to ghostly pastries divine,
Delights that dance with the moon’s eerie shine,
In Lady T’s mansion, the banquet is grand,
A Halloween feast, in a magical land.
So savor each bite, each mysterious taste,
In this culinary adventure, there is no time to waste,
At Lady T’s party, where spirits all meet,
Delicious delights make the night complete.
A spooky tea party, a spectral delight,
Where guests vanish at the break of light,
Raise our cups to Lady T., with spirits high,
Happy Halloween to all, and to all a good fright!
(composed with help from ChatGPT)
Should have known that you’re also a talented poetess!
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Actually, I’m not! D. is the talented poet in our household but I didn’t have the benefit of his help this time. So I turned to ChatGPT. 😉
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