Tough on Cinderella,
tough on Hallowe'en..
Think of them like politics -
hollowed out
with a face imposed;
only the poor
live the value.
I say a pumpkin on every porch....my God this is America! ! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
now this is an analogy for the ages. Too bad that bulbous squash doesn't change to something else at midnight (tho it will eventually transform into a stinking, sticky mess. Like politics?) .