 It's my turn...and I'm bringing you an excerpt of the latest version of my sequel to Mixter Twizzle's Breakfast! Right now it's called Trick-or-Treating With Twizzle, but that's not it's final title. For that, you'll have to wait for the eventual cover reveal. For now, enjoy the ever-evolving story that takes place on Halloween...  Trick-or-Treating With Twizzle (excerpt) by Regan W. H. Macaulay It happens to be that time of year, In the neighbourhood of kale Where ornamental cabbages adorn The gardens and boulevards, Mini demon and imp extraordinaire Mixter Twizzle does conjure his friends For the one time of year they might Galavant in the public square Both disguised and on full public display! It is Halloween, The eve of thin veils Between the world of peoples and animals, And the land of shadows where monsters do dwell-- When they are not cavorting with chickens And other farm friends. It is this time of year, Mixter Twizzle’s hundred and thirteenth, He dresses his young chick-- Now well on her way to henhood-- In the garb of a spooky creature So she might go forth with Twizzle and Their farm cat friend, known as Mei Mei, And the mash of Mixter's monsters Into the night of revels and treats. This is also the night he tells the young hen Halloween lets you be Any old thing, but the best thing you can be Is your very best self. “So, is Halloween for being someone else, Or for being yourself?” Harley enquires. Mixter tells the young chicken that it is her choice To escape into something she’s very much not Or to fully be what you sometimes choose to hide-- For that part of yourself you choose to keep hidden… “…sometimes it is’lls the most truest you.” Mei Mei nods sagely after Mixter explains. When his little hen is dressed and ready He casts his invocation spell To call on his friends from beyond the veil Who do not live beneath a coop at Riverdale Farm Like Mixter does. All the while, Harley wonders if there is something Inside of herself that she needs to show the world. A dash of witch hazel into a pot of hot water, A splash of pumpkin spice latte With cinnamon-sprinkled whipped cream, A pinch of petrified candy corn, A smash of smirking jack-o-lantern To make the water ripple through time. Then Mixter mixes, one, two, three… …the froth bubbles forth And explodes with light and smoke. Then it is the right time for Mixter’s chant… “On Gnazzlebook Aaron, On Cinobrillow Brawn, On Shockofane Jack’s Son, On Swizzfizzbinn Roarfaction, …and Frank! Sallies forthwith and meets with me For Halloween treatses and revelses of glee!” ...  Looking for my most Halloweeny reads? That would be the Trilogy of Horrifically Half-baked Ham, of course, which you can purchase directly from this website.  Of course, you'll want to check out my silly-spooky movie, Space Zombies: 13 Months of Brain-Spinning Mayhem! on DVD or Amazon Prime! 
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