A nice or a creepy face, I ask.
A nice one, she says.
And so we make the pumpkin smile.
What next, a friendly or a creepy one, I ask.
A creepy one, she says and giggles.
So we carve big, gaping eyes,
a grotesquely carved mouth,
a nose of two nostrils that seem to breathe fire.
A nightmare, a pumpkin, a fun time in the garden.
A nice one, she says.
And so we make the pumpkin smile.
What next, a friendly or a creepy one, I ask.
A creepy one, she says and giggles.
So we carve big, gaping eyes,
a grotesquely carved mouth,
a nose of two nostrils that seem to breathe fire.
A nightmare, a pumpkin, a fun time in the garden.