I find it is truly fascinating
How you watch as a seed sprouts
For a tiny little pumpkin
Is trying to come out
A little yellow knob you’ll see
And it grows as fast as it can
It’s like it has a destination
A magic sort of plan
And by fall it’s almost ready
Once the frost appears you’ll see
The foliage dies and suddenly
An orange pumpkin there will be
Of course there’s a million choices
Of what design we will get
Oh yes, I love this time of year
I love the delicious pumpkin magic!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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