It’s the time for Halloween rattles, chains all a’dancing. Not the time of Christmas jingles, bells all a’tingles. Kick the fat boy and his trappings back into the hole where he and they still belong!
Aye, tis time to adorn our halls with black and orange, not buntings of red and green. Time to bedeck ourselves in spooky garb and revel and cavort, drunk on candy and booze.