It's like all you care about anymore is
over-the-top party decorations
and food that looks like
it's not food anymore.
what are we celebrating, again?
Oh, you don't have a good answer?
That's what I thought.
Call me back
when celebrating you means
burning old crops,
wearing animal heads and skins,
telling each others' fortunes,
and trying to divine the name of my future husband.
I'm just here for the candy.