Pumpkin sky
Witches fly
South for the season
Until the return of…
October
Pumpkin sky
A huge splattered pie
Dropped from heavens
Onto the clouds
Run turkey cloud
Me thinks I see a proud
A wisp
Of a pilgrim puff endowed
With musket
Aiming at your heart
Thanksgiving sneaks up on all of us
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Ken Carman
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