Conversation Between Monol and Quindiana Jones

Hey a fellow harlequin sig guy...
You sent me a random poem...And by ceasers garb I shall do the same!

Powerful magnum
graze through the fire
poof...poof?
push your withered smoke stack a wee bit higher
higher jackolantern higher higher
all the treaters come and devour
please mommy please mommy let this be the hour
you know you cant hear where the dead walk near
with your hand on your rifle and your arm at the rear
bring up the lead and site in the scope
let no beast look to the sky with hope
trick or treat monsters say your goodbyes
bid your way back to the lord of flies
Done and done, lots of fun
hahahaha boy what a scene
cleansing the dead on halloween

Oh resha can you not see?
That we live in a land of misery.
People suffering left and right.
It just isn't right.
But one of the worst lives is mine.
I suffer daily and every time.
I cry for freedom I cry for help.
Yet my calls are not answered.
But you Resha you are my light.
So shine on my life and let me fight.
And we shall go to lands unknown.
Hand in hand with a lovers bond.
Do you wish this or do you not?
Do you want to save me?
If you do then take my hand.
And my misery shall be banned.
So come Resha do you accept me?
As your soul mate to make life an ease.
Or shall you banish my heart to misery.