WE HATE HALLOWEEN….

WE HATE HALLOWEEN….

WE HATE HALLOWEEN….

We hate Halloween, shouted the pumpkins.

They only need us to do their carvings.

This is not good for you and not for me.

It’s better for all of us to flee. (YEAH,let’s flee!)

Darkness came, the moon did shine.

The Pumpkins started to form a line.

They began their walk to a nearby forest,

where they had to take a rest.

Singing birds woke them up from dreaming.

From the field they heard the farmer screaming.

Only green was left behind.

There was not a single Pumpkin for him to find.

Now they needed a plan for their group.

Some wish to become a pie, others a tasty soup.

But one plan was found to be good for all:

Let’s go to a harvest festival. (YEAH, let’s go!)

They walked to town and found the place,

and decorated the square with all their grace.

When the people came from all around,

they were just happy about what they found.

Here none wants to carv them with a knife.

They can just have fun and enjoy their life.

But the best thing is how all this ends:

Every Pumpkin came in good hands. (YEAH, love it!)

Happy Halloween to everyone---- and be nice to the pumpkins!