The Smallest Pumpkin
by Jessica L.H. Stanfield
Sunday, March 16, 2003
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From Farmer Ted's pumpkin patch
his wife Anne could bake a batch
of pumpkin cookies so soft and sweet,
and big enough for a giant to eat!
And for her cookies Anne picked only the best.
She'd use the pumkin who could pass
the pumpkin test.
One fall day, Farmer Ted's pumpkins
lined up in a row
to scout out the best pumpkin, the one would go,
ion Anne's pumpkin cookies filled with cinnamon and spice,
the ones that Farmer Ted said, "tasted oh so nice!"
Farmer Ted waved his flag
made of a burlap sack,
and all the pumkins started racing, but one stayed back.
When the race was over and Tom the pumkin had won,
because he'd rolled faster than anyone,
Farmer Ted asked the smallest pumpkin, the one who'd stayed back,
Why oh why had he done that?
The smallest pumkin looked up,
his triangular eyes glowing yellow,
and to Farmer Ted he began to bellow.
"The reson I didn't race and why I stayed back,
is because I'm a Halloween pumkin!
Nice to meet you, Farmer Ted, my name is Jack!"
So, Jack was set out for the children to see when they came by to trick-or-treat,
and each child was given a pumpkin cookie to eat!
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|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|adorable write! love, a new friend in texas, karen lynn. (((HUGS))) :)|
|Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader)
|Cute one. Read it outloud too.
|Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
|I love this one we had a pumpkin patch we loved to visit too. Excellent poem.