You’ve heard of pumpkin head,
Of scarecrow making people dead,
Of the wolfman & Frankenstein,
As well there’s old Pee-wee Ed…
All these and more are quite scary,
None even at Christmas are they at all merry,
Of them you have been taught to be wary,
Don’t worry of Pee wee Ed, he is but a fairy…
Now comes the scariest of all,
Pumpkin Butt just in time for the end of fall,
Grown from fear, the size of a beach ball,
It sits on your face, that is the way it does of you maul…
Out of the pumpkin patch it came,
It has yet to harness any acclaim,
But give it time, let it get used to the game,
Pumpkin Butt will come & it will garner no shame…
© ed ~ 10/31/08
Ed the Elder
Best regards,
Leland
just kidding, but you are a character!
Happy Halloween;-)
Eileen
altho your poem is cute anyway... :-)) lindalaw
I wonder if he craps pumpkin seeds?
There goes my husband's pumpkin pie, no way am I making one this year!
And I just knew I smelled someone sneakin around my old outhouse, snappin pictures. And just wait 'til poor Ma sees this one!!!
PS Edvard's gonna hold you down at Fee's Party, and I'm gonna sit on your head!!!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.