There is something in the air
ghosties and ghoolies are ready to share
Pumpkins are carved, they now have faces
and can be found in all sorts of places
At last they can talk and have an inside glow
All a part of their status quo
They prefer to stay together and form a group
Their flesh already cooking in a pumpkin soup
Pumpkin soup! I’ve been wanting to make soup and I love my pumpkin soup recipe, but had forgotten all about it. Thanks, Pat!
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I also have a good recipe. I should also get around to making one.
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Pumpkin soup sounds good. I love the poem and photo.
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I quite like it. I serve it with cream mixed with it
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I’m pleased they like each others company. They look a nice happy family. Little do they know they are about to be eaten…. Cruel
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I think its insides have already been disposed of in a soup most probably. Now they are satisfied that someone gave them a face to compensate.
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You take my insides I keep my face. It’s a deal….
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