Happy halloween and the mysticism that nighttime ensues.

The clock strikes 12

It’s time to play

Time to see another day

The time to start the fun begins

A brand new day draws on us again

 

It’s a time for folly

A time for frolic

It’s a new time for us to swallow

The big bright moon shines deeply upon us

The midnight hour now dawns on us

 

Some of us take a new flight

With new friends we have met on this very night

A fanciful journey we will make

Our fun filled lives we always take

When this midnight hour is but at hand

We don’t have that much to stand

 

 

The time has started; a new day takes to night

The choices at hand are one of great might

For this night of fancy flight behooves

And some of wish we had a moment to just be smooth

The midnight hour, it is but a choice

But one we remember for our lives through and through

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