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This, our town of Halloween

This is Halloween

This is Halloween

Pumpkins scream in the dead of night 🎃

This is Halloween

Everybody make a scene

Trick or treat till the neighbors gonna die of fright

It’s our town

Everybody scream

In this town of Halloween

I am the one hiding under your bed 🛌

Teeth ground sharp and eyes glowing red

I am the one hiding under your stairs

Fingers like snakes 🐍 and spiders 🕷 in my hair

This is Halloween

This is Halloween

Halloween

Halloween

Halloween

Halloween

In this town

We call home

Everyone hail to the pumpkin song

In this town

Don’t we love it now?

Everybody’s waiting for the next surprise

’Round that corner, man hiding in the trash can 🗑

Something’s waiting, no, to pounce,

And

How

You’ll

Scream!

This is Halloween

Red ‘n’ black, and slimy green

Aren’t you scared?

Well, that’s just fine

Say it once, say it twice

Take a chance and roll the dice 🎲🎲

Ride with the moon in the dead of night 🌕

Everybody scream

Everybody scream

In our town of Halloween!

I am the clown with the tear-away face 🤡

Here in a flash and gone without a trace

I am the “who” when you call, “Who’s there?”

I am the wind blowing through your hair 🌬

I am the shadow on the moon at night 🌑

Filling your dreams to the brim with fright

This is Halloween

This is Halloween

Halloween

Halloween

Halloween

Halloween

Halloween

Halloween

Tender lumplings everywhere

Life’s no fun without a good scare

That’s our job, but we’re not mean

In our town of Halloween

In this town

Don’t we love it now?

Everybody’s waiting for the next surprise

Skeleton Jack might catch you in the back 💀

And scream like a banshee

Make you

Jump

Out

Of

Your

Skin! ☠️

This is Halloween

Everybody scream

Won’t ya please make way for a very special guy?

Our man Jack is King of the Pumpkin patch

Everyone hail to the Pumpkin King, now!

This is Halloween

This is Halloween

Halloween

Halloween

Halloween

Halloween

In this town we call home

THIS IS A TRUMPET

THIS IS A TROMBONE

THIS IS A TUBA

AND THIS IS A FRENCH HORN

Slidey Trumpet

Big ass trumpet

Drunk Trumpet

I live in a state where you “have to” report anyone you suspect of being undocumented (that wonderful hellhole of Arizona). Now in practice this law has fallen far short, thank goodness. But if you live in such a place and they start enforcing it, here is how you get around it:

Assume everyone who doesn’t speak English is visiting.

Never ask about their job, because if they tell you they work here then you know they’re not visiting. You see them a lot for several weeks or months? Hm. Someone in the family must be ill. That’s terribly tough. They always dress in old, ratty laborers’ clothes? I feel you, my dude, I can’t afford new clothes either, and my dad has the fashion sense of an aardvark, so sometimes it’s not even about “affording” them. They say they’ve been here for years? You must have misunderstood. Spanish isn’t your first language, after all. First and last name? It never came up, or you don’t recall–you meet a lot of people.

Don’t do more than is expressly asked of you, and do what you are asked with such an intense attention to protocol that not asking you at all becomes more effective than even bothering.

In this case:

“Have you seen an illegal immigrant?”

“Could you describe an illegal immigrant, officer?”

*officer describes a person who is in the country without appropriate paperwork, or who has crossed the border illegally*

“No, sir, I haven’t seen any illegal immigrant.”

1) Even someone who’s working could be here on a migrant (or other sort of) visa (hey, there are a few thousand per year, and *someone*’s got to get them, right?) or could be waiting for their case to resolve in immigration court, after having come to America to join a born or naturalized American family member. 

2) Even people who are working improperly could have come into the country legally – and just overstayed their visa or be violating the conditions of their visa, and you have no idea what the niggly little regulations that govern that might be. 

3) If a law enforcement officer asks you about a neighbor/friend/etc., take this moment to remind them that, unlike them, you cannot ask a random person off the street for their ID and be entitled to a response. 

4) Even if someone has told you that they are undocumented, you still don’t know, do you? Humans lie all the time. How could you know for sure? You can’t, because they can’t prove that they have a lack of papers. Just because you haven’t seen papers doesn’t mean they don’t exist! 

5) Don’t ever talk to cops in general. Why are you talking to a cop? Stop that, as soon as it is safe and feasible. 

Love,