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The jack-o-lanterns , the chocolate, the fun,
The lies of danger should be over and done.
One family did it to their own little girl
and just once
sure they faltered,
history shows, But Halloween deserves to live in all its glory
the laughter in every street grows.

A story twisted till now, her family the foe, no one else involved anyhow Caught in a lie that everyone seemed to know
. Not strangers ,
not once not ever.
Just one poor family that wasn't that clever.
No one hiding in shadows
not monsters in the dark,
   her destitute kin, their hands left this mark.

Hospitals have known, urgent care has seen,
The truth of Halloween is far from mean.
Safe, joyous, mischievous, costumes that gleam, The streets belong to witches, to pirates, to dreams Fun and silliness careless youth and recorded screams.
An urban legend got demonized an blown out of proportion safety and the love for our kids twisted through the telephone game lens and added distortion .
Its just not true !

I happily did all the research for you.
No records of admittance no insurance claims no weirdos doing bad stuff anyone can actually name or blame.

There never were ANY bad treats

just A bad horror story repeated on every neighborhood street.

All hospitals keep an accurate ledger, even backwoods halls, Even Appalachian urgent care, has NO documented calls.

So dress up, go out , hit up the streets and the malls Put the fear back in the costumes where it belongs let em bob for apples and sing silly songs.

In autumn night, Before ghosts and goblins gave the town such a fright,
Records stood silent, precise and unbending, No claims, no apple admittance no illness or bad will not then, not now, not ever no children’s lives were ending.

Just more 80's satanic panic the buzz **** un ending
its a hollow lie and not worth defending.

So stop the fear-mongering, the horror tales grown stale, Let kids run laughing, let candy prevail.
There never have been any poisoned chocolates no apples that killed, Just friends in the night, chasing thrills
and the thrilled.
Buckets full of love and fun to be filled
and then spilled.
Hoarded or traded at school
so proudly coveted or paraded.

Trick or treat indeed
its the good time we all enjoy and need.

This is the truth easily verifiable so let em have fun and it IS FUN undeniable.
Happy Halloween go out and enjoy it . Spread the truth, not fear and unfounded lies give love and receive love and enjoy a surprise . HAPPY HALLOWEEN !!
Pls repost and share everywhere !
Home is where human spirit and effort unite,
Shelter, care, and love, warmth and light.
Cradle of armor and invitation,
Sanctuary of growth, pride, and imagination.
Shelter from the storm, penultimate destination,
From celebration to recreation, this is the place our lives should happen.

No one should get to label it a "hippie liberal dream."
If they begin that rhetoric, let us drown them in a scream.
The world should demand it, insist upon its due,
For shelter, nurture, and love should be a possibility for all,
For everyone, especially me and you.

A home can be pride made tangible, a legacy to guide,
A respite for effort where hope should abide.
We can do it
We must
We can.

The truth though
Is that we have never really tried,
Despite those freezing on the streets
And all of the tears we have cried.

Greed is not better or bigger than all of us.
It is time to stand up, speak out,
And let the corporatocracy and oligarchs feel, not just hear,
That enough is enough.
I am the author of Gamleon's Tail Welcome to the worlds of Within  book 1.
Matthew Nov 2019
We are all shells of pain 
and if you get close enough
you can hear an ocean of misery.
Timur Shamatov Nov 2018
It’s been said that I couldn’t do it,
Go without a nut till the end of December.
The whispers growing louder as
The bets are growing higher,
Cause no one trust the line that
Timur has given up the nut,
Ah, let me check... yes
From the mid of November.
Am I crazy to play this game?
Cause I’m as weak as any other man.
And what can be better then a nut on
A cold morning in mid of December?
And oh my god there’s so many nuts,
Of every shape, size and color
But ****** I’m a man and I can
Give up a nut till the end of December.
But you better believe it
That the day after The Cold Sad December,
Your boy is going crazy to celebrate
The End Of No Nut December.
Oh you know, just messing around trying to win this bets.
Kim Essary Mar 2018
Remembering the time so many years ago
Aunts and Uncles, and their children all drove for miles,
For this I ask myself , as the dinner table amused me
like the
Movement of a Merry go round
Round one round two
Could we carve the **** bird before round three
Not a chance first sisters vs sisters the circus life amusing not so as our holiday cheer. It's never enough joined their husbands like freaks a muse  from a mime show couldn't rain so clear. At last the children joined in a rustle a bustle round and round we go
Can someone stop this ride I scream this family is a joke
Next year I'm begging you to miss the turn to this circus mochary get your kids and don't forget the dog see your way to the door
Aw the circus life is a freak show Everytime our family gets together
Don't send an invitation nor will I just remember in order to ride this ride you must be so tall take a seat , keep your hands and your feet inside the ride at all times because if your family is your foa distinguished such as mine hold on tight it's gonna be a ride to remember oh one hell of a ride
Choice I chose now grown to not attend family gatherings I can't take the amusement

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