Halloween
It’s that bloody time of year again
But I can’t be doing with modern Halloween
I mean - all this trick-or-treating
What on earth’s it all supposed to mean?
It’s them damned Americans again -
It makes me want to grieve.
To them it’s just a marketing plot,
When it should be All Hallows’ Eve!
It’s a Celtic or Pagan thing,
About the turning of the year,
The darkness of the coming Winter,
And about the banishment of fear.
Of spiders, skeletons and witches?
Just so that supermarket chains
Could add to their existing pile of riches?
I’m not bothered about the pumpkins,
Carved as Jack-o-lanterns, but good grief!
Can’t we stop all this talk of haunting,
And get back to good old mischief?
It’s the end of harvest and summer time,
The Winter solstice, the land’s no longer green,
So let’s forget talk of spooks and pranks,
And give us back our Halloween!
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