Peter, Peter Pumpkineater
Had a wife and couldn’t feed her.
Gave her all his pumpkin dinner
And watched himself grow weak and thinner.

Peter, Peter Pumpkineater
Grew so grumpy that he beat her.
A broken arm and two black eyes,
She doesn’t eat, but rather, cries.

Peter, Peter Pumpkineater
Tried every night but couldn’t breed her.
Her heart stopped one night in bed…
Still, he didn’t notice she was dead.

Peter, Peter Pumpkineater
Had a wife, but could not keep her.
Buried her in a pumpkin shell
And (for once) kept her very well. Poem: Pumpkineater Revealed 1

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