prankster pumpkins

the gaunt (but pompous) correald
sat slyly on the doorstep.
four months had passed since hallow’s eve
yet he waited for the garbage.

see, as it goes all pumpkins know
they need only await the dark
to roll theirself down off their seat
and find a perch they like.

his skin was tough and falling off
from too long disconnected.
his roots extree – but, no, not he
instead with bugs infected.

that night was cold and no one told
what momme his new home guarded:
at least 4 score and seven’d passed
since its inhabitants had departed.

no one was there to take their care
of rubbish sitting idly
so he’ll stay and rot for years to come
s’pose that’ll teach him rightly!


3 Responses to “prankster pumpkins”

  1. 1 paul February 15, 2010 at 7:34 am

    i was thinking this morning that we should write a children’s book on the history of jack-o-lanterns sometime.

    ghlexper (have fun with that one)

  2. 2 MommaDeb February 15, 2010 at 7:58 am

    well done! You’ve come a long way from “there’ a rhino under the stairs”.

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Keep me away from the wisdom which does not cry, the philosophy which does not laugh and the greatness which does not bow before children.
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