Rhymes of My Times
Wednesday, October 22, 2014
All Hallows Eve
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The Great Pumpkin, that kingliest gourd,
Rises up! – becomes fully unmoored.
Quickly floats yard-to-yard
And attempts to retard
The predations of over-age horde.
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