The Fall Sculptor

Each year in October,
I have a daunting task.
It’s all in the selection.
“Why is this?” you may ask.

The perfect size and shape
are factors in my cause.
Solid color all around
must prevail, without flaws.

I gaze at the product
to see what I can see
what traits should I give it to
form personality.

With the first incision,
I finally dig in.
To create my masterpiece
I’ll give it a big grin!

Slimy seeds and orange pulp
soon pile upon my plate.
I fashion eyes that will glow
and shine. Wow, it looks great!

Carefully the nose grows
into a noble shape;
a mouth with fangs all pointed;
think I will need a cape!

When I am all finished
Orange Frankenstein, I see.
Placing a flashlight inside,
he lights up perfectly.

He will rule his kingdom
The best king I have seen!
Until his reign is over…
it ends on Halloween.

Next year I’ll start over.
Until then I will plan
the best old jack-o-lantern
ever seen in this land!

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