Pumpkin Overload
My pumpkins have gone mad
I'm completely inundated
My desire for pumpkin dishes
Will be well and truly sated
They've taken over the garden
And taken over the lawn
I can't find the compost bin
Or where I planted corn
Nestled 'mongst the vines
A bumper crop is on the way
I better find my soup pot
And get ready for the fray!
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