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Ghosts of Seasoned Pasts

Seems only yesterday
they were about
with a ghostly chill in the bones,
but today we've buried them
in favour of songs set
to feel you with warmth
against a frigid backdrop.

Frankly I never cared
that much for Halloween
but now that there are
Christmas songs
on the radio already,
seems nothing is Hallowed
and sacred anymore:
Bah Bloody Humbug!

Roll on St. Davids day,
at least that happens
without much commercial fuss...
Written by Viddax (Lord Viddax)
Published
Author's Note
Seems we go from one 'holiday' period to the next: would be nice to have an empty holiday from these 'holidays': all day and not at all holy.
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