Birth
BIRTH
Once upon a moonlit night
There came a ray of magic light
That shone upon an orphan home
Where two small pumpkins left alone
To thirst and starve to fret and cry
Would spoil at last and surely die
But struck at last by magic’s beam
There came a most fantastic scheme
When a dad and son with paring knife
Cut mouth and eyes to give them life
Their eyes were dark with lifeless stare
Their mouths with fangs beyond compare
Blind and sad the pair and so
Old dad invented candle glow
No longer were they sad forlorn
Jack o lantern fright was born
Dave Austin
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