[to the tune of "White Rabbit"]
"When parties all are over,
You've bobbed for apples red,
And your pumpkin-sitting brother's
Molars chatter in his head,
Remind him of what Lucy said,
"Go to bed! Go to bed! [...]"
-- from
"Great Pumpkin" by Jeff Urs, posted in
rec.music.filk
2012-10-23 (message-id:
<k655nl$7qf$1@speranza.aioe.org>)
[I had trouble deciding which verse to quote.]
To everyone celebrating with secular revelry and spooky
stuff tonight, a happy Hallowe'en to you! To everyone
recognizing the ending of the year, the harvest, and the
thinning of the veil tonight, I wish you a blessed Samhain!
And for th many people fitting aspects of both into
tonight's plans, BhLaEpSpSyED HsAaLmLhOaWiEnEN
... or something like that. Whatever/however you're
celebrating tonight, I hope hurricane Sandy isn't screwing
things up for you. (I'm writing this a few days ago,
before landfall, with no idea whether I'll have Internet
access by the time today rolls around.) [The power
stayed on at Mom's house except for three brief outages
between 21:00 and 22:00 that screwed up the video recorder
schedule and confused the dishwasher. I haven't had a chance
to check my house yet.]