Pumpkin Eyes

Looking at my garden fair, All had grown so ausome there, I had to grow a special treat, Never knew it would be neat, A pumpkin big and grand, Show to others by my hand, Special treated soil, A working I did toil. To raise myself a ausome beast, For others eyes upon to feast, But carried away on friday night, A spell I took from Bantors blight, A curse I now had placed right here, Upon my pumpkin grand and dear, For on Saturdays and moonlit nights, This pumpkins is a scary site, For if you look into it's eyes, So soon then you do realize, Now from the mortal plane you've gone, Your spirit stuck to carry on, For in the pumpkin your spirit rest, To scare all others , So do your best.