A Future Day As The Ghosts Play!

So way back when Halloween started someone must have farted. That is the only reason for this. The Celts sure were amiss. It was said that because spirits and everything were out and about, seeing the future was as easy as catching a trout.

I can do it too.
Right here at my zoo.
No need for a boo.
I can do it on the loo.

Just a little flick.
I'll do it right slick.
Brick by flippin brick,
Everything will click.

Don't believe me?
Go climb a tree.
Human stuck in a tree.
That would be a sight to see.

The future is here.
I can see it in my sphere.
It is so easy to peer.
No need to shed a tear.

What was that?
Where are you at?
Listen to the cat.
I'll chew the fat.

You are here.
You are near.
You have no fear,
Of my rhyming rear.

Wow, I'm wise.
The future flies.
No second tries.
I tell you no lies.

You read my post.
You read it at my coast.
Read or read boast.
Say it right like most?

Or maybe say it wrong.
Sing the same old song.
Why not sing along.
Rap like Donkey Kong.

And now for the mess,
I saw so much less.
Because as "publish" I press,
It's still June I confess.

Maybe on Halloween night I'll see so much more. Do you think so at your shore? Do you think the future can be seen on that day of Halloween? Pfffft says the cat and Santa decided to drop the fat. Silly humans are found in mass. But you amuse my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.