2025 Annual Year in Review Poem
Date on the calendar changed,
Febu-scary first, twenty-twentyDIE,
This… is the month… for love!
Falling in love when you're bones
even the ice cream must sit upon a cone:
Lepre-can't believe it, another month go die.
Hop a gold coin over the rain-boww.
Eekster comes and Eekster goes.
Eekstus christ? That day he rose.
Bones to the mall and bones to the store,
Shop for a mummy! What night I say more?
DaaAAAH! DaaAAAH!d is celebrated.
While Da-ad opens presents,
This is the rest of your life.
(and we will end on a cliffhanger)
The month for summer vacation.
Shoot, it's getting harder now.
Less to say about the summer months.
This is when I go into hiding:
The teacher hands me a scaaaaary~apple
I fear what I do not know.
I fear what I have yet to learn.
This is the month for Halloween.
How many Halloween -s occur
before a trick-or-treat is said?
There's a Halloween in the morning,
a Halloween in the evening,
and a Halloween in my own head.
(that's kinda my whole thing)
(these are the events that are to come
consider this a WaaaaAAARNING)
(really felt like I needed this)
they're here, they're there, they're everywhere.
The cornucopia is the Bones
And if that's cones then maybe
What are we thankful for?
Close the door, open the door.
These are the events that are yet to come.
Open the advent calenduRRRRR!
On the first of the month
eat the chocolaaaaaaaaablackcat.
It tastes like the future,
These are the events that are yet to come!
And that is the events that are yet to come!
All that's going to happen to you.
