I always like to kick off the Halloween season with this poem. It is my way of wishing you a joyous, healthy, and fun-filled autumn. And if you do fall, may it be into a pile of leaves with a wet sucker.
"Hail, old October, bright and chill,
First freed man from the summer sun.
Spice high the bowl, and drink your fill,
Thank Heaven at last, the summer's done."
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