I have dark spots,
my mouth now droops.
My flesh and skin
has turned to goop.
I'm not a zombie,
my name is Jack.
I used to shine bright,
now my guts are black.
In the compost heap
I currently sit.
I'm decomposing
lickity-split.
Soon I will be
mixed into the ground
helping next year's crop
become plump and round.
2 comments:
Like that ending, especially! My pumpkin (no jack o'lantern) has been nearly eaten by the squirrels. I guess there are worse ends!
Thanks, Linda! We can't put pumpkins out on our porch here in Tucson because javelina come along and eat them - in marauding packs. Squirrels are much cuter. =)
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