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Thoughts of Pumpkins and Scarecrows

Thoughts of Pumpkins and Scarecrows

Molly grabbed a pumpkin orange
A carving knife, clean and sharp
Paints of autumn’s cheery palette
Pattern chosen for her delight
Spooky, eerie, sure to frighten
She scraped the goo, seeds and all
Carved so proud, her jack-o-lantern
But in the end, Jack failed to spook
His toothless smile instead was cheery

Molly put her tools away
Saddened by the orange one’s grin
Her pumpkin wouldn’t ever frighten
Welcome to fall the pumpkin called
With nothing creepy or alarming
To startle guests and trick-or-treaters
Disheartened, Molly said by golly
Failed I have to create the scene
Of Monsters, villains, or something mean

Molly put on her thinking cap
Autumn theme readorned
Molly hummed the happy song
Tons of straw and a floppy hat
Overalls of denim, torn and worn
Corncob pipe and flower bright
Fall’s warm colors of outdoor paint
All thoughts of spooky left behind
If you can’t lick them join them


Molly stuffed the straw so tight
Jeans were bursting at the seams
She plopped upon his head of straw
A hat of hay, stiff and cheery
His nose engraved a glowing orange
Eyes so wide, all bright and blue
Paused she pondered before she drew
The scarecrow’s mouth bright and new
A smile sweet, she illustrated

Molly gazed upon her work of fall
She deemed it done and drank some wine
A toast she made to autumn’s coming
But still all her thoughts of wonder
Something missing from the scene
She turned her head to see a friend
He failed to frighten but wore a grin
Apologizing to her jack-o-lantern
Without you, there could be no autumn