Look at that pumpkin, just over there
His hollowed out eyes, they just stare
�Looks like rain,� I say to him
Uncomfortable, I look to him to say
Nary another being in sight
The pumpkin laughs, sensing my worry
�I killed someone, I�ll kill again
�I sense the chill upon your spine
Yet another voice teases and taunts
Stronger and stronger the unrelenting winds gust
Branches of trees swiver and sway
I look around and they surround me
I am terrified, all I can do is scream
The voices get louder, I fall to my knees
My legs gather and I run to the river
I dart across on unsure feet
Closer, closer, closer they come
In the newspaper, someone has read
He looks at me with a frightful glare.
He watches me and I watch him
His fiery glow comes out from within.
His evil grin comes from nowhere.
�Where does his smile come from?� I wonder
In the background I hear a clash of thunder.
He only stares and continues to grin.
I sigh and continue to read my book
Still aware of his unchanging look.
�Can�t you look the other way?�
But just as the words leave my mouth
More thunder comes in from the south.
The pumpkin�s candle is my only light.
Up above, the night is black
Not a single star to cut me some slack.
Off to the side I hear something scurry.
Voices whisper in the wind
All the evils that they have sinned.
My current death toll is three hundred-ten.
At the sight of blood, I get excited
My beauty, to my house you are invited.�
Wrapped up in chains, you�d look divine.
Come over to me, closer now
Feel my blade upon your brow.�
It tells me exactly what it wants.
�Come to me and I�ll show you a good time
To death you�ll go, when next the clock chimes.�
They bring up figures from the dust.
As ever, the pumpkin brightly glows
Only stronger, the more the wind blows.
All the warmth is completely gone away.
Haunting shadows in the sand
Come from some other-worldly land.
Their dead bodies smiling with glee.
They have me now, there is no escape
The pumpkin sits by, he just smiles in wait.
My fright only further energizes his gleam.
I see blood flowing behind his eyes
He smiles more- the more he horrifies.
I cry and cry while I beg out my plea.
I look over to the pumpkin head
And I see his eyes, they wish me dead.
Reaching the banks, my body starts to quiver.
The entire surface is frozen with ice
Behind me the voices don�t make me think twice.
Then I slip- the river and I meet.
I crash through the top
The sudden cold nearly makes my heart stop.
Inside my head I am screaming, �Run!�
From the edge, the dead bodies call
My body temperature continues to fall.
�In the river, a girl was found dead.�
And up at the house, all the while
All the innocent pumpkin does- is smile.
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