Darkness emerged from a creepy black shadow,
Bringing along silence with its spooky loads,
If not for the scary croaks of flirting toads,
The loud silence would have begged to have a foe.

As the night sky unfolded its sombre frowns,
Towering trees loomed, casting an eerie light.
The silhouettes of their branches, a haunting sight,
In that gloom, even nothing wore ghostly crowns.

No month charms me better than October,
It needs no strong drink to make me sober.
Cool as a cucumber, it brings delight,
And joy as vast as Jupiter's great might.

You bid farewell to September with cheers,
As you have always done for many years,
Soon November's hue will fade away,
For December's chill too to hold sway.

You lead the park but scare no sheep,
An ewe went astray while you sleep,
Why weren't you on call round the clock?
To care for and protect the flock.

Your meow is just too soft a bleep,
No shepherd rules you could just keep.
How will you keep away the fox?
When your greed desires too the *****.

The sadness you caused is too deep,
I will have to sell you off cheap.
You made my farm be on the rocks,
Sorrow is what you have in stocks.

You are proud to be a blacksheep,
Your joy is to see others weep.
At your foolishness, the dogs mock,
Who will wake me up from this shock?

Why do we crave war-war?
When it's better we jaw-jaw,
Why do we bomb-bomb?
When we are not dumb-dumb.

Why do we crave war-war?
When it's only bloods that pour-pour,
Why do we fight-fight?
When we can make peace-peace.

When it's better we jaw-jaw,
Why is it war that we saw-saw?
When we can be friend-friend,
Why is it that it's war that trend-trend?

When it's only blood that pour-pour,
Why can't war stay for the days of yore-yore?
Why are we humans so sore-sore?
That we desire war more-more.

Why do we bomb-bomb?
When we are better off calm-calm,
Why do we ****-****?
That it's daily, lots of blood spill-spill.

Are we dumb-dumb?
Not to see that war makes cities slum-slum.
We talk war even in hush-hush,
While innocent bloods gush-gush.

Real beauty her face really was!
She was shaped more like a vase.
But not a one night stand!
***** brewed my sins bare hand!
Beer dragged my shame to my wife's claws.