I love your pumpkins – all the four –
They are so witchy-hot!
I’d taste your pumpkins, and what’s more,
I’d eat them on the spot!
So spooky is your nude array,
You are so terrifying!
I’d thrust you high to send astray
Before our midnight dying!
Your skin is fragrant like the Hell,
Your bones are all see-through,
To quench the music of your spell
I need a sip of mountain dew!
I love your pumpkin, yet the fifth, -
It’s ripe and very sweet,
So let’s commit an act of filth –
Right now, amidst the street!