Sugared Watermelon
Bought a tiny watermelon
Going to cut his top right off
Then cut his round bottom
So he won't topple and doff
Going to gut him with a scoop
Eating the guts until covered red
But spit out all that black slimy poop
Tonight won't be very early to bed
On the remains drawing a scary face
It will be so grotesque not a disgrace
Sharp, razor sharp exacto knife
Stab cut out those outlines all life
Now his grotesque face shines
So brightly that almost blinds
Our Jack-o-Latern will be best beast
A spooky treat a very delicious feast
(Rhyme sorta)
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2009
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