The Gaurding Pumpkins
There are some pumpkins
Some well-lit Jack-O-Lanterns
That guard the front gate
Of the dark haunted mansion
Where ghosts and spirits fly free
The air permeates
With an aura of evil
When a mist arrives
Carries through the blackest night
Just the pumpkins give off light
Russell Sivey
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