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Girly Pumpkin Head

Girly Pumpkin Head is sitting on the front stoop
Around the side of the glorious scarecrow chicken coop
The teenage ghosts and ghouls are giving her the eye
Watch out! Says Grim Reaper, you do not want to die.

You see, he has his scythe out and is ready to rumble.
With a rock and a roll the October clouds give a grumble.
Girly Pumpkin Head is stirring up the Halloween crowd.
They are excited to see her, she is pretty and proud.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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