Once upon a pixel time,
In outer pixel space,
Was the smallest little alien,
With the cutest smiley face.

With big green ears and cheesy grin,
And mini hands and feet,
He was the shortest little alien
That you would ever meet.

All the other aliens,
Were gobsmacked at this sight,
Was he really one of them
With such a lack of height?

One day one of them said to him,
‘Please listen and be true,
How is it you’re so small?
What sort of thing are you?’

‘I really am an alien,’
The little guy replied,
‘But I do have a confession,’
And he looked ahead and sighed.

‘My Mother was an Alien,’
Born upon this very turf.
But, the truth is, I’m the love child,
Of the famous Papa Smurf.’

Pumpkin Head was mean and fierce,
At least that’s what he thought,
He tried to do the scary things,
His monster class had taught.

He hid beneath the children’s beds
And jumped out late at night,
He’d scream and shout and try so hard
To give these kids a fright.

But every time he tried it,
All the children ever  said,
Was “Wow, check this! A mini guy
With a pumpkin for a head!”

His heart had sank, he felt so low,
‘I don’t know what to do,’ he sighed.
He sat next to a little girl,
And sobbed and wept and cried.

‘I’m trying to be scary,
But you all think I am cute.
How can I be different?
I’m supposed to be a brute!’

‘Don’t cry,’ the child replied to him,
‘You are different,’ she said.
I don’t know of any other
Mini pumpkin heads!

‘But what’s my role in life?’ he asked,
If I cannot give a fright?’
‘With that candle in your head,’ she laughed,
‘You’d make a great night light!’

A Vampire Unlike Any Other!

There was a mini vampire,
Who was unlike all the rest.
He wasn’t very scary
Though he really tried his best.

For a start, he was so tiny,
Really needed a growth spurt,
And he didn’t want to bite folk
And he didn’t want to hurt.

He didn’t want to go around,
Chomping people dead,
When asked about his favourite meal,
Said chips and garlic bread!

He didn’t cower from a crucifix,
He wasn’t scared of light,
He had no blood around his mouth
His skin was not pale white.

When asked what on this Earth he was
By all the vampire gangs,
He’d say, ‘I’m a little purple smiley guy
Who came equipped with fangs!’

Once upon a pixel time,
There was a pixel ghost,
He was clumsier, less scary
And well, more stupid than most!

They tried to show him lots of tricks,
Like how to walk through walls,
They tried to have him howl and moan
And haunt the mansion halls.

But he just was not interested,
‘This is just so dull,’ he said!
‘If we cannot have any fun,
Then there’s no point in being dead?’

‘You’re a ghost,’ his elders told him,
‘You’re supposed to haunt and prowl.
You’re meant to walk through doors and walls
And moan and scare and howl.’

‘Nah, not me,’ was his reply,
Before leaving their meeting.
‘I’m not hanging around this house,
I’m going trick or treating!’

There was a little monster,
Whose job was to be bad,
But he was just too small to scare folks
And it made him very sad.

The bigger monsters laughed at him,
They said, “There is no role,
For a midget of a monster
Who will never scare a soul!”

He wept and cried and wept some more.
The things they’d said were true
He just could not be frightening,
So what on Earth was he to do?

Then one day he had a Masterplan,
He would not cry again,
He laughed and smiled, the others asked,
“Frank, are you insane?”

“No, I’m not,” came his reply.
“I thought ’bout what you said!”
I know I can’t be frightening,
So I’ll be scary-cute instead!

There was a pixel scientist,
Who had a pixel plan,
He was going to cross and clone,
A Smurf, a cat and man!

All his Science buddies
Thought his plan was kinda lame,
But he locked himself up in his lab
And tried it all the same.

With ears and tails and skin so blue,
So much from which to choose,
The hardest part was knowing
What to keep and what to lose!

Days and weeks and months went by,
In fact, almost a year,
Many thought the guy was dead,
When one day he appeared.

And by his side, a tiny guy,
Blue with tail and ears!
Everyone around was stunned,
Including all his peers!

‘What the heck is that?’ they shrieked,
‘What on this sweet Earth?’
‘This,’ the Scientist answered,
‘Is a mini Neko Smurf!’

Captain Smurf

Let us tell you about this little fella!

There was once a real tiny guy,
Maybe known as Smurf to you and I,
But inspired by that flick,
Where Depp gets the chick,
Started wearing a patch on his eye!

He started to say things like ‘aaarrr,’
He bought a new ship, sold his car,
Wore an odd hat for leisure,
Started looking for treasure
So inspired was he by that film star.

So one day his blue friends said, ‘Look here,
This behaviour is all very queer!
Papa’s not pleased,
Really thinks you should leave,’
And the lil’ guy let out a huge cheer.

He took his friends’ hands and he shook,
Then he left with an ecstatic look!
Took himself out to sea,
Just as pleased as could be
And he swapped his right hand for a hook.