Monday, October 27, 2014
It's Time for a Halloweensie Poem!
One dark and moonless Halloween night,
the ancient witch wished for some light.
Her eyes could barely see the knife,
but carving was her joy in life.
She cut the mouth and heard a cry.
The pumpkin screamed, "I want to fly!"
The witch snarled, "Pumpkins shouldn't speak!
But my old bones now tremble and creak.
I give you my broomstick, now fly like a loon!"
So the pumpkin flew off--and turned into the moon!
The pumpkin knew the joy of flight,
And the witch kept carving, by silvery light.
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Oh, and the cat in the picture is my new (15 years-old) cat Nellie that I adopted last weekend. She's posing with one of the pumpkins I grew this summer. Happy Halloween, and remember that chocolate can be dangerous for pets!