One of autumn’s great rewards
Is seeing farm stands, stacked with gourds.
Orange pumpkins take their places,
Waiting for their scary faces.
Other gourds have shapes bizarre –
Who knows what the heck they are?
Speckled, stripy, curved and green,
Strangest veggies I have seen.
But my favorites at the stall
Are the tiniest of all.
They’re like pumpkins, only mini –
Seeing them, I get all grinny.
Imagine if all elves and gnomes
Have mini pumpkins at their homes.
If so, I’ll bet their mini-swords
Make jack-o-lanterns of those gourds!
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