In the days of yore, when moonlight gleamed, And shadows danced, as if they dreamed, A time of myst'ry and eerie sights, When All Hallows' Eve brought chills at night.The harvest done, the air grew cold, As tales of ghouls and legends told, Of haunted woods and ancient lore, When spirits roamed forevermore.The villagers, with lanterns bright, Carved pumpkins in the pale moonlight, To ward off evil, they would say, On this hallowed, spooky holiday.Children dressed as witches, ghosts, Seeking treats from door to door, With laughter in their gleaming eyes, Underneath the starry skies.The bonfires crackled, embers flew, As stories whispered, old and new, Of restless souls and ghostly wails, On this night when courage fails.So gather 'round, as tales we weave, Of Halloween, on All Hallows' Eve, A time when history and mystery blend, In a world that never seems to end.

(Jared didn't send show notes so I had AI write a halloween poem. Not bad)