We are at war
with ourselves, the shelves
without any elves, seems empty
and gone are the party poopers.
Enough stormtroopers tried to
get us in there, no woo, no treats,
no tricks, the Halloween is in the hall,
you can see it in the Mall, all
of us struggling to understand
to stand, to mend, my friend
this is not the end
of times!
