Happy(?) Halloween

In honor of All Hallows' Eve, here's the winner of this year's poetry contest. We hope you "like" it.

Five Fingers of Justice

When the chilly nighttime hours grow,
And powerful nor'westers blow,
Comes knocking at the Hoofer door,
A scratching from the hallway floor.

In beer-laced bliss the doorknob turns
Wherefor a wasted brain discerns,
Pale moonbeams reveal a shape:
A rat, a squirrel, a tiny ape?

Abruptly it scampers into the light,
Ashore to avenge its owner's plight.
Five fingers leade a yellow stump,
Detached from heart, from soul and pump.

At ankle height it coils, then leaps,
Trailing severed end where blood still seeps!
Fast upon the skipper of the boat,
The arm crawls nimbly toward the throat.

Its headless, cat-like corpse alive,
It grabs the Adam's with all five.
A frozen watch reads days gone by;
Now it's time to scream, and die.

With justice served on their mistake,
It crawls back to the cold, dark lake,
The palm and fingertips embossed
With echos of twelve summers lost.