Yelled at by a Kookie Pumpkin Stack
Kookie pumpkin stack of three
Turns to look at lil ole me
What are you doing here? asks number two
The others roll their eyes, I don’t have a clue
Do I answer to pumpkins? No. I do not.
I keep walking past, but now it’s a trot.
Get back here you coward! He yells in a fit.
I stick out my tongue, but he cannot see it.
This satisfies me though, and I keep going.
It’s a cold Halloween, and it might start snowing.
I want to get all the candy I can get before my shoes get wet.
Come back here! Yells the pumpkin stack, all in a fret.
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