Wherein Sam Emotes…
|Leaves the color of flame overhead, an unhealthy focus on the dead,|
Pumpkins carved with expressive face, and pumpkin spice stuff every place,
Cool temps wrapped around us all, making the fire of summer the frost of fall,
Witches, ghosties, skeletal beasts, hold sway on lawns and frolic at feasts,
One night, one colorful history held dear, I can’t wait to experience the magic this year.
Magical chaos, old enemies, new adversaries, and danger around every corner…I HATE this time of year!