Rapture's Poem Time

Leaves are falling,
the chill is nigh.
Darkness looms,
its Halloween time.

Time for costumes,
and a candy stash.
But continued losses,
for the man named Crash.

His L column grows,
no tricks or treats.
Another show,
another defeat.

But try as he may,
Lou's words fall flat.
Rapture will stand victorious,
while Crash is on the mat.