To Pumpkins at Pumpkin Time
by Grace Cornell Tall
Back into your garden-beds!
Here come the holidays
And woe to the golden pumpkin-heads
Attracting too much praise.
Hide behind the hoe, the plow,
Cling fast to the vine!
Those who come to praise you now
Will soon sit down to dine.
Keep your lovely heads, my dears,
If you know what I mean....
Unless you want to be a pie,
Stay hidden or stay green!!
