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LATE NIGHT SPOOKY POSTINBao Bao! Many wild men flood the town

When Busos walk, winter is going down!

Sheep skins, wooden masks and pointy sticks in hand

next to them, dark ladies guide them across the land

They spook and sing, some even blow their horn,

Spring is on its way, the cold has been warned!

Father winter's coffin is cast in the river and the bonfire is lit

monsters dance around me, but I am not afraid one bit!

Bless you Busos of Mohacs, once again you did your deed.

They scream and thrill, but sometimes a smile is all you need( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)Old commission by one of you rascals for his friendBusos and Szépbusók are part of Hungary's folklore, you can read more about them belowhttps://visithungary.com/articles/busojaras-festival-in-mohacs

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