Tale of Evil Scarecrow Pumpkin Head
Evil scarecrow pumpkin head frightens on his ride.
Slightly insane, he causes even the pumpkins to hide.
I hope to never meet him, having heard his sordid tale.
Which is told over and over in taverns over drinks of ale.
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