By Livia Turnbull
Well, another October has arrived.
Time to go and egg some random houses.
Already people are buying costumes at various prices.
The stores are also selling Christmas items at various prices.
Now most people are back to the grindstone
except me; I just sit in a tree and throw rocks
at the birds strutting on the ground below.
Already I see many people huddled in groups
chatting excitedly about their various events
I always got invited to Halloween parties in high school.
Everybody liked me back then because I could buy beer.
Well, I’d love to stay and chat, but I gotta get to class in five.
Those fall courses aren’t going to fail themselves.