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About This Poem
Soul of a Hollow Pumpkin
Soul of a pumpkin
Creates shadows all about
Fiercely within
There is always a skull
That lives near the pumpkin
It speaks the truth
Of a forlorn witch nearby
That likes to curse
She mixes spiders
And their many beady eyes
Into a cauldron
Where magic comes out
All for the Halloween season
Here the magic flows
Straight from the hollow pumpkin
The light shines inside
Russell Sivey
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