Pumpkins: we place them with Halloween
By season and tradition,
But I could not help but wondering,
And had a faint suspicion
That something more sinister may be there,
Though their patches might look sleepy —
In autumn, do pumpkins use human spice?
‘Cause that would just
You read the title
And thought of “Bohemian Rhapsody”
But I’m a rogue and a scamp that way,
today i was found
a jury of piers
one more defendant
in the dock
or maybe on it
if this seems too much
a stretch, i
harbor no ill will…
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If I was in charge, the world would be much worse.
Chaotic and unfair, but — lots of verse.
I’d outlaw cold, give everyone a goat,
A house and drawbridge, over their own moat.
It know that it sounds stupid, overlarge —
Perhaps that’s why I’m never put
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Follow your heart, wherever your
Dreams lead you —
Except this. It’s too cold.
I tried to write what you had worn,
But then I had to strike it;
For fashion I don’t really get,
Except, I know I like it.
I’m kind of dumb that way, I think.
My eye just misses detail —
There’s, like, some jewelry and some hair,
And then my verbal (epic) fail.
I have a photograph right here.
And though I stare, and dawdle,
I just do not have fashion sense,
And I married a model —
So you have sense for both of us.
I love it, I imbibe it —
But I can’t really write it down,
For I cannot
I ask: who doesn’t love some angel hair?
And who’s not longed to eat it just like this?
I know what manners are, but think it fair
To point out (or else I would be remiss)
That eating it this way is perfect bliss.
Get you some angel hair tonight and learn —
You’ll soon be pasta point of no return