pumpkins

Fall makes me think that if I fail horribly at this art thing, and then fail horribly with this writing thing, I'll go run a pumpkin patch.

This shit is easy peasy, pumpkin peasy, pumpkin pie, muthafucka!

I guess I'm just feeling Septemberish," sighed Chester. "It's getting towards autumn now. And it's so pretty up in Connecticut. All the trees change color. The days get very clear__ith a little smoke on the horizon from burning leaves. Pumpkins begin to come out.

There were things that Pumpkin Head__ow not Pumpkin Head anymore__ad to do to be a girl. He had to be careful how he dressed, and how he acted. He had to be careful how he talked, and he always had to be calm. He was very frightened of what would happen if he didn't stay calm. For his face was really just a wonderful plastic one. The real Pumpkin Head was still inside, locked in, waiting to come out.

...dark furrow lines grid the snow, punctuated by orange abacus beads of pumpkins - now the crows own the field...

The jack-o-lantern follows me with tapered, glowing eyes.His yellow teeth grin evily. His cackle I despise.But I shall have the final laugh when Halloween is through.This pumpkin king I__l split in half to make a pie for two.