Punkins in the cornfield
Waitin' to be picked
Pies gettin' made
And bowls bein' licked
Ma's punkin pies
Shore taste yummy
Takes nigh a whole one
To satisfy my tummy
Granny's punkin cookies
Is the best I ever et
Pa's makin' wine
I ain't had none yet
Lots o' fun games
Us youngins play with punkins
But unlike the apples
They's no good fer dunkin'
Right real soon now
Comes Halloween
Makin' Jack-o-Lanterns
Scariest ever seen
When Thanksgivin' comes
I shoo away the flies
I just can't let 'em git
To all them punkin pies
Yep, I'm a little punkin eater
Plumb orange through and through
Punkins is my weakness
So what's a boy to do?
Kathleen McCoy Eldridge©
July 8, 2006
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Music ~ Red River Valley Sequencer Unknown To Me
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