Winterfylleth is coming to an end
It’s been a time of assessing who to truly befriend
Halloween, the last day of winterfylleth, can devour
a soul as there is a celebrated increase in psychic powers
Perturbed and at times filled with ominous gloom
Because not all is what it seems, in this, the winter full moon
Hockey, baseball, football and basketball together they band
Making winterfylleth all about the slight of hand
October should be about the eights
But someone played with our fates
Calendulas abound
Heightening our sorrow and sympathy that are found
The leaves fall, the grass dies, the flowers wilt
Heightening our existence guilt
During Winterfylleth so many things die, while the animals start to hide away
A time of respect decay and emotions betrayed
The cabaret of life
All in a Winterfylleth lullaby
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