Week 9 Poetry

/Jj/
Jack-o-lantern, Jack-o-lantern,

You are such a funny sight.
As you sit there by the window,
Looking out into the night.
You were once a sturdy pumpkin,
growing on a curly vine.
Now you are a Jack-o-lantern,
See your night lights shine.


Pumpkin
Pumpkin pumpkin big and round, 
I'm glad you grow upon the ground. 
I'm glad you don't grow in a tree 
For then you might fall down on me.