A very special day concerned with boxes. There are Reds, Greens, and the Orthdoxes. Many stay up with their party very late, Hoping that a coal-future isn't their fate. Sadly, not everyone thinks this fete important. All they see is a mess, and spending exorbitant.

I am a seed you cannot see, yet from me grows possibility. The silver lining, a little spark, I keep you going in the dark.

Six legs scuttling in the dark night. Five traps triggered out of sight. Four beetles scurry in different directions. Three tripped the trap's detection. Two antennae whirling in fright. One beetle made it out, then took flight! Why did the beetle flee the ancient pyramid? He was feeling...

I wear a crown of dew, My petals softly unfurl, A gift, then I fade.

I am the main ingredient in many shirts, socks, and under garments. To grow my crop, be ready to hunt some varmints.