Autumnal Fears Squashed

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Pumpkin man, pumpkin man

You journey west and to the hills

Your stick legs carry you far and away

Pumpkin man, pumpkin man

Seasons have changed, autumn has come

The people bay and call for your blood

Pumpkin man, pumpkin man

It’s the time of the Harvest Moon

The torches are burning, run for your life

Pumpkin man, pumpkin man

Are you okay? You’ve turned part of your stem

Into a staff and can barely continue on your way

Pumpkin man, pumpkin man

It was a valiant try but your head has rotted out

And your twig limbs have become too dry

Pumpkin man, pumpkin man

May your seeds take to the earth

So that you may live another day

Image by Benjamin Balazs from Pixabay

Within the Contours of Existence

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Aliens and teddy bears

Occupy the mind at night

Hidden deep below the stairs

Extinguished of all light

Visitations from monsters

Hesitation, flight or fight?

Circled like a table of mobsters

Pistols drawn below the surface

Trapped like a tankful of lobsters

Claws made useless on purpose

Choices in all directions

Struggling through it all like a circus

Fists up and smile wide

Life wasn’t meant to come with a guide.

Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay

Land o’ Look-alikes

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Portal through a washing machine

To another world that doesn’t care

Where everything is just as bad

The grass ain’t greener, I declare

There isn’t much else left to compare

The only plus is all the left socks

Instead, the right socks go missing

Perhaps that’s the only real difference

The governments and the world are dehiscing

And the people are just as dismissing

It’s exactly like here but different

If I were you I wouldn’t bother to go

Now all this could be tales, lies, and hearsay

So let’s be honest for a moment and forgo

If you haven’t been there, what would I know?