My pumpkin man is really grand, you'll see on Halloween,

He's wearing great big overalls, and his hat is solid green.

His face an orange pumpkin, picked from the pumpkin patch,

His legs are stuffed with lots of straw, so, please don't light a match.

My pumpkin man wear's papas coat, and mommas red bandana,

He looks like he could sing a song, right from Alabama.

He's sitting on a block of hay, carved face it winks at you,

My pumpkin man, he waves his hand, to say, "How do you do?"

© By Teresa Bellamy Walker