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Enjoy these Halloween treats from the PezheadMonthly.com archives.
Five Questions | Assorted Stuff | Pez Poetry
Enter the Haunted House of the Five Questions, if you dare! | top of page
Headless Pez-"Because I am not blessed with a character head such as Snoopy, Kermit, or Yoda, or any head for that matter, I am doomed to roam the countryside and haunt innocent passersby for all eternity with a pumpkin in my hand." - more -
Glowing Witch Pez- "I warned you, smarmy interview man! Water of ocean, wood of log… You will now become a frog!!!" - more -
Mummy Pez- "One time someone actually accused me of not being a mummy, but rather a giant set of pink buttocks peeking through a bunch of noodles." - more -
Glowing Skeleton Pez- "Oooh, that's unfortunate. Can somebody pass the butter please?" - more -
Black Cat Pez- "I know it's considered bad luck to let a black cat cross your path, but trust me, I am an exception to that rule. And if you should ever cross my path, it would be the purrfect opportunity for you to add me to your collection." - more -
Bat Pez- "I mean, bats have a somewhat nasty reputation, what with the biting and the screeching and the turning into vampires. But now that I am a Pez dispenser, I finally have the chance to set things right..." -more-
Vampire Pez- "Regrettably, unlike Edward Cullen, I don't sparkle or brood all that well, and truth be told, I'm more of a Team Jacob dude anyway. But I do glow in the dark, so I got that going for me, which is nice..." -more-
Zombie
Elvis Pez- "I do try to keep a level head, although the exposed brain
makes that difficult sometimes"
-more-
You'd
better sleep with the lights on, lest you face the horror of...
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The October 2012 Pez YEAHHH of the Month
A Pezhead's Fear/A Pez Nightmare- Here is a reading of two Halloween poems from the Pez Poetry Slam at Pezamania 19 (the print versions are below)
My Pez Halloween Costume: Blowin' In The Wind- I recall the time I had the bright idea to create a Pez costume out of cardboard while attending college at Niagara Falls.
Pez Almost-Quote- Special Horror Movie Edition- Work and play...
Pez Almost-Quote- Special Horror Movie Edition, Part 2- Very compelling...
Pez Almost-Quote- Special Horror Movie Edition, Part 3- He's not going to hurt you, Wendy...
Lesser Candy Epitaphs- In the cemetery of fallen candies, many stories can be told.
Pez Horror Movies- Just in time for Halloween, these three movies will make you lock your doors, hide under a blanket, and find comfort in the nearest Pez dispenser.
Petey O'Jay- Pezhead Monthly's noble hero goes trick or treating, with less than optimal results.
The Flip Side: Would a Pez Dispenser Make a Good Horror Movie Villian?- Angry Pez and Cool Pez duke it out. Editor's note: this is the closest this publication has ever come to The O'Reilly Factor.
Interview With a Vampire Pez Dispenser- Fangs for the memories!
Zombie Dispenser- An Elvis song parody about- wait for it- a zombie Pez dispenser.
Pez Memes
And finally, Egg Baby Pez Will Haunt Your Dreams.
The
Pez Poetry is alive! The Pez Poetry is alive! |
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Pezhead's Fear · A Pez Nightmare · Pez
Haiku #16 · Bucket · Pez Haiku #45
Pez Haiku #67 · The Noise · For Halloween
· Jason · Pez Haiku #148
· Vlad
Bela · Pez
Haiku #164 · Norman · Freddy
· Phantom
A
Pezhead's Fear | all Pez Halloween poems
I'm not a man who
scares that easy,
Blood and guts don't make me queasy.
Witches' spells don't mean a thing,
Nor do bats with flapping wings.
Wolfmen howling in the night
Fail to bring a sense of fright.
Zombies, phantoms, specters, ghosts
Do nothing but amuse at most.
Count Dracula and Frankenstein
Are not among the fears of mine.
But no more Pez? Now
that's a dread!
Such eerie thoughts invade my head!
There's no more grape, and no strawberry;
There's no more orange… now this is scary!
Not one dispenser to be found
At stores, garage sales, all around.
No flea markets, no conventions,
No more eBay- dare I mention?
No more Pez to collect and share;
I cannot lie, I'm deathly scared!
So if you want to
make me cower,
It won't be in the midnight hour.
You will not need a skull and bones,
No thunderstorms or distant moans,
No haunted houses, no vampires,
No devils shooting balls of fire,
No jack-o-lantern's evil grin,
Not even leeches on my skin.
All you'll need is a world that says,
"I'm sorry, son, there's no more Pez."
A
Pez Nightmare | all Pez Halloween poems
I had a dream the
other night,
One that filled me with such fright,
The air was thin, I almost gagged-
Trapped inside of a Pez bag!
This plastic prison wasn't dandy,
For though there were two packs of candy,
I had no arms with which to grab,
No fingers to remove the wrap.
I was just a head and stem, and
Surrounded by the scent of lemon;
Instead of skin and bones and things,
I was of plastic, paint, and springs.
The smile that was drawn on me
Belied my deep anxiety-
I tried to scream, but soon did find
I only heard this in my mind!
Giant bodies passed
me by,
And on occasion two big eyes
Would peer into my plastic cell,
With gazes I knew all too well.
They'd wonder if it would be smart
To add me to their shopping cart,
Or if they'd rather come on back
When I am on the discount rack.
Inside my mind, I begged and pleaded
To be purchased, to be needed,
But on my face, that stupid grin
Told nothing of the pain within.
And then that moment did arrive,
A hand extended, so alive,
But not towards me, I realized,
And then my fear did multiply.
The worst, I thought,
had come to pass,
But I was very wrong, alas,
For at that point, my eyes did see
A Pez, identical to me!
The face, the stem, the plastic bag,
The same amount on the price tag;
In ev'ry sense, it was my clone,
And yet I felt so cold, alone.
For though in him I was reflected,
Instead of me, he was selected.
What injustice, o what offense!
This out-of-Pez experience!
This gave me pause to contemplate:
I would not know the crueler fate,
To be entombed day after day,
Or see myself going away.
I woke up from this
chilling dream,
Hoping things weren't as they seemed.
But just in case it was that drastic,
I freed my Pez from all that plastic.
And though I couldn't see or hear
Any trace of shock or fear,
This rescuing was not in vain,
For I had felt their lonely pain.
But when I lined them on the shelf,
Another chill coursed through myself;
I quickly grabbed the duplicates
And sold them on the Internet.
Away they'd go, to someplace warm,
Not knowing of their second forms,
And never having cause to bear
The horror of my Pez nightmare.
Pez
Haiku #16 | all Pez Halloween poems
Trick or Treat, smell
my
Feet, give me something good to
Eat. Pez will suffice.
Bucket
| all Pez Halloween poems
Turn the bucket upside
down,
Pour that candy all around.
What sweet treasures will be found
In that sugary pile?
Tootsie Rolls? Oh
yes, perhaps,
Maybe, too, some Bottle Caps.
Finger through the candy wraps,
Oh this might take a while.
It's been a long and
fruitful night,
Dressing up to scare and fright.
Chocolate brings such delight,
But something else is more worthwhile.
So shake that bucket,
one last spout,
The very last thing thing won't come out,
Just have a look, inside, about:
Is that some Pez? Indeed, a smile.
Pez
Haiku #45 | all Pez Halloween poems
When a Pumpkin Pez
Is emptied, it is truly
A Pez Hollowing.
Pez
Haiku #67 | all Pez Halloween poems
I've lived true horror:
One time I took the last Pez
And had no refills.
The
Noise | all Pez Halloween poems
The lights are off,
the door is closed,
The popcorn has been microwaved.
And there's a scary movie on
About a creature from the grave.
Did you hear that?
What was that noise?
Something went bump in the night.
I think we'd better check it out,
Even though we're filled with fright.
Up the stairs we slowly
move,
Until we reach the very top.
Down the hall, the noise returns,
As we come to a sudden stop.
Oh, could it be? Is
that the place?
The source of horror so presumed?
We realize we're just two fools
As we move toward that Pez room.
We try the light but
it won't take,
We walk in further to inspect.
The door behind us quickly slams,
In total darkness are we left.
Something causes us
to trip,
We hit the floors with such a sound.
As lightning flashes fill the room,
We see the terror all around.
No shriek of fear
is made tonight,
No chance to run away for help,
For now the two of us are doomed
As Pez upon this haunted shelf.
So when you hear that
distant noise,
Pretend it's only in your head.
Or else you soon may find you've joined
The 4-inch, plastic living dead.
For
Halloween | all Pez Halloween poems
What will you be for
Halloween?
A pirate or a clown?
Perhaps a ninja or a witch,
Perhaps a king with crown?
A grim reaper is always
nice,
A cowboy will impress.
A caveman or a Frankenstein
Would be a sure success.
Well as for me, I've
made my choice,
I'll stick to what I know.
I'll be a Pez dispensin' fool,
'Cause that's just how I roll.
Jason
| all Pez Halloween poems
There once was a Pezhead
named Jason,
A target of mean campsite hazin'.
It caused him such stress
When they stole his Pez,
And now all those kids he is chasin.'
Pez
Haiku #148 | all Pez Halloween poems
Monster on the porch!
Oh wait, it's just another
Pez delivery.
Vlad
| all Pez Halloween poems
There once was a
Pezhead named Vlad
Who partied all night, what a lad.
When sunlight was beaming,
He was sleeping and dreaming
Of all of the Pez that he had.
Bela
| all Pez Halloween poems
There once was a Pezhead
named Bela
Who kept vintage Pez in its cello.
A quite large amount
Was his total Pez Count,
Eternally such a fine fella.
Pez Haiku #164 | all
Pez Halloween poems
You need nerves of
steel
When hunting for vampires
Or Pez dispensers.
Norman | all Pez
Halloween poems
There once was a Pezhead
named Norman
Who found Pez collecting rewardin'
One time at IKEA
He yelled "Mamma Mia!"
When his eyes saw the Billy that mornin'.
Freddy
| all Pez Halloween poems
There once was a Pezhead
named Freddy,
Runnin' down dreams like Tom Petty.
In his red and green sweater,
He found nothing better
Than popping out Pez like confetti.
Phantom
| all Pez Halloween poems
There once was an
opera Phantom
Whose life was chaotic and random.
But he did find some order
And fellow supporters
In Pez, his by far favorite fandom.