monday Invasion of the werewolves!

dog nuts- 3 oz coctail sausages cheeze straws, salami, 1lb wt over A S 1 lb Ht below A S 2ins.
Halloween looms like a half-rotten pumpkin in the sky..... ''All zis stupide fuss wiz ze pumpkins an even ze dustbins aire full of zis 'orrible 'alloween junk-food aftairewards, 'Ow could they ruine a good dustbin wiz such rubbish ?'
Big Azi is doleful. the Big Day is tomorrow-
'Alrrraidy I am prepairing my 'iding place, 'ow about you, ma petite?'' Azi has gathered his favourite toys, his best squeaky rainbow coloured furry ball & a charnel house of old bones in the potting shed, Me, I travel light & will carry out a Guerrilla raid for Sustenance when we are safely hidden from the endless procession of Green Glow-in-the-Dark Goo dripping, Spiders web festooned & blood covered Wailing Ghouls & Ghosties soon due to arrive & demand Chocolate Wizards and Jelly Scorpions with Menaces..
On recconaissance to the Potting Shed Azi freezes, 'What ees zat Smell- eet eez laike a Wolf!!? -& ai can 'eer somezing saying 'EEK'' in ze potting compost bin!''
We tiptoe in, Azi Brave as a Lion, me Cowardly as a Catterpillar.
'OOOhhhh- pleease dont tell!' squeaks a little voice, 'Dont let them Ghosties get me!'
''Er, Who Aire you, Exactement?'' interrogates Azi sternly.
'm only a little Werewolf puppy, 've lost my Mummy, 'n I'm Fwitened of de Nasty Vampires 'n Ghouls, nevva seen sucha lotof 'em all in one go'' A fluffy little gray furry ball with a foxy face peeps out through lime-green eyes then cowers down fearfully in some Flower Arrangement moss.'
'Merde'' mutters Azi ''EEts a Real Werewolf cub, an ee iz only un Bebe, we will ave to 'ide 'im with us til the Fake Ones ave all gone away'
' Fanks Mister' whines the puppy,' 'n You wouldnt av a Chocolate Wizard or a Jellied Scorpion on you I s'pose?'