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Ask me this by dikarya, literature
Literature
Ask me this
Ask me this
Straight to my face
Kind little miss
Must you look away from me?
Eluding everything you see
Terror engulfs you fair visage
Hardly something I would wish
Ignorance produces this mirage
Sorry, will you ask me this?
I sit and write of Autumn,
Of languid Autumn's day;
The breeze blows out the leaves throughout,
Beneath the branches' lazy sway.
I’ll paint your eyes with Autumn,
Show you Autumn's red monsoon;
In frost-strewn fields, the surface yields
Beneath the burning harvest moon.
Of amber Autumn do I write,
And of earthy Autumn's sigh,
Of winds as crisp as winter's wisps
Which dream of warmth before they die.
I sing aloud of Autumn,
Of a deep Autumnal night;
Of leafy mounds, in colors profound
Beneath the frigid starlight.
Ask me about Hallowe'en
And I have to think back.
Turnips for jack,
Apples to bob.
Dressed up in black
To play in the dark.
Turnips for jack,
Apples to bob.
Father-made besoms:
Small witches take flight.
Turnips for jack,
Apples to bob.
Fly through the night.
In bed by nine.
Turnips for jack,
Apples to bob.
Quicksilver spirits
Run to saints and all souls.
Turnips for jack,
Apples to bob.
November gold,
October bronze.
Turnips for jack,
Apples to bob.
Ask me about Hallowe'en
And I have to look back.
Turnips for jack,
Apples to bob.