Pumpkin Overdose

Pumpkin.

Nothing rhymes with it

Oh, except for bumpkin.

Pumpkin spice,

Pumpkin pie

Pumpkin bread

It's paradise!

I bathe in pumpkin,

Which I agree

Doesn't get me clean

And isn't sanitary.

I need a pumpkin

Carriage and six

Pumpkin scented horses

That walk on crunchy cinnamon sticks

And breathe pumpkin out their noses.

Carve it with a face

Scoop it out

Stick a candle in it

Short and stout

I wonder if there is a pumpkin

Big enough

To fit me and my candy stash

And all my bathroom stuff

'Cause I'll live there all the winter

As it rots away outside

I refuse the snow and gingerbread

And elves I can't abide

I'm an autumn girl

In a pumpkin palace

With a pumpkin swirl

And a curly pumpkin crown.

All hail the Pumpkin Queen!