Pumpkin Head Scarecrow
Dark clouds trying to cover the full moon
Creates an eerie feeling all throughout
An old farmhouse sits upon the great height
And haystacks sit down the hill and about
This is where the great fearsome scarecrow sits
Awaiting strangers that may come to view
Ravens fly about his glowing pumpkin head
Evil face exudes what it wants to do
When you come face to face with this scarecrow
Your days will sure come to an abrupt end
A scythe he carries he surely will use
And the ravens will take your soul to send
Owner of the farmhouse won’t mess with him
For the fear of death that’s within his bones
He works around him during daylight hours
Avoids him in the night within his zones
Scarecrow has more power in the full moon
And his alluring calls just isn’t right
The great pumpkin head scarecrow glows fiercely
He rules the dark fields, prowling in the night
Russell Sivey
Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2013
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