#1079219 added October 31, 2024 at 7:03am Restrictions: None
Pumpkin Complaint
Pumpkin Complaint
It’s not that I object about
being disturbed in my slumber,
but heartlessly you tear from me
my children without number,
carve others’ horrid faces on
my ravaged, trepanned head,
and leave me on your cursèd porch,
empty, soulless, dead.
Line count: 8
Rhymed abcb
For Express It In Eight, 10.31.24
Prompt: Write a poem about a pumpkin with attitude.
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