Allhallows Ejection Mass...

Escorting sunbeams and afternoon breeze
As they frolic with the zombie leaf gold
Still clinging to life on the maple trees
When October air is as blue and bold
As Lycanthropes under a crescent moon,
Pining, for when their sorry lot as well
May get to enjoy an afternoon
Lit up more like heaven instead of hell
To tease us all with a vision of fall
Which implements the bluest of skies
To course with the gallivant wind withal
And fashion a feast for Halloween eyes
Which may just lift a spirit from its grave
Or summon bats from the mustiest cave
Where the brutes are lit by Aurora's light...
Using solar flares...on trick or treat night!