(Or on the porch bench, but you get the picture).
Five little pumpkins sitting on a gate.
The first one said, "Oh my but summer was late."
The second one said, "The homestead sure did care."
The third one said, "A full grown pumpkin was rare!"
The fourth one said, "I hardly grew at all."
The fifth one said, "But already it is fall, fall, fall."
So, ooohhhh went the gardener and out came the pumpkins
And five little squash went into the oven.
So much for the pumpkin patch. Next year is another year - with hopefully more summer-like weather and more intelligent pumpkin patch placement by this here gardener.
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