From Halloween To Christmas In a Minute

Twenty days plus one hour is what it takes The October country requires no less Halloween land is treacherous with black glass sharp Slime covered dark rocks that cut Green rain is acid, leaves everything deformed Not far beyond this realm is snow and ice Pure thoughts evolve there on the spot Some call it the Arctic circle When we see red and white spun on the pole Going retrograde may not seem normal to the mind It is imagination that defines the magnetic vortex turn Christmas comes in a minute right on time Sparks the Aurora Borealis Packaged, warped, wrapped warm inside