Once upon a time,
there was a
small
primitive
rag
pumpkin.
Formed by the hands
of a sweet ole
crafter,
it sat upon
a
dusty
shelf
in an
antique
shop.
Along came a lady
that frequented the
shop, having a soft heart
for old things.
"Now, my goodness!"
"Who's this sittin'
up hear all alone....
lookin' all sad?"
Standing on
tip-toes
the lady reached up high
and gently took
hold of the pumpkin.
"Well I declare,
you've been stuffed
with dried beans.
I like your style.....
and your coming
home with me."
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You having a good week?
I hope so......Dee Dee
