[ WP ] Write a story like if Edgar Alan Poe and Dr. Seuss combined .

It was a dark and stormy night, 
 
 And through the Fristle Forest trees, 
 
 A manor comes in sight, 
 
 Where Walter Watcher lives and sees. 
 
 He sees the bloodless bimble smolder, 
 
 In his flaming den beneath, 
 
 Making warmer days the colder, 
 
 Drawing heat to boil children's teeth. 
 
 It was there that Wilma Winter went, 
 
 Upon the path that spirits beat, 
 
 To find the flower Fwinttlefent, 
 
 To spice her soup that Winter's eat. 
 
 But when upon a manor dark 
 
 She stumbled, knocked, and grinned'Ahoy!' 
 
 The manor master bent to hark, 
 
 And prepared for her a special toy. 
 
 In she came, by welcomed wave, 
 
 The walls a'hung with wigwun eyes 
 
 And glowing grustly grindlebave, 
 
 Which simply seeing was unwise. 
 
 Afraid she asked him, `` Be you cruel?'' 
 
 He waved a hand in reply, 
 
 To flicks and whatchas around a red stool, 
 
 Why she sat down she'll never know why. 
 
 Perhaps twas his eyes, alight and afire, 
 
 Perhaps twas his manner, his stance, his face, 
 
 Perhaps his manor, a thing to admire, 
 
 Swallowed the will of the Winter entire. 
 
 But there on the stool, in the Fristle so black, 
 
 She sat with Walter Watcher looking, 
 
 Soon, like the wigwuns, to be on a plaque, 
 
 A trophy of what Walter soon would be cooking. 
 
 Forever her eyes shall watch the Watcher, 
 
 Wilma Winter frozen in shock, 
 
 In Fristle Forest dwells many a monster, 
 
 Yet only the one door will *make* you knock. 
 
 
 
 
 EDIT: This may be a bit more Brothers Grimm meets Lewis Carroll than Poe meets Seuss, but it sure was fun to write: P 
 

