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Pumpkin Poem
- To: DANIEL GARDNER <P*@athenet.net>
- Subject: Pumpkin Poem
- From: "* T* <s*@rgh.sa.gov.au>
- Date: Wed, 22 Jan 1997 15:16:00 -0800 (PST)
- Encoding: 57 TEXT
NEXT TIME
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I received my seeds in the mail
Prepaired the ground,so it would't fail
Protected my plant from wind and hail
Then watered the lot with a big old pail
It took a while to poke out the ground
I spread some fertilizer all around
It wasn't long before I found
A nice little pumpkin,about two pound
The vines grew to twenty feet
It was growing well in the heat
I can see their faces at the pumpkin meet
Because this is the one they'll have to beat
As time went by you could see it swell
With all my efforts it grew well
How much it weighed I couldn't tell
It took over my life,I was under its spell
To me it looked as big as a whale
When I saw it there on the scale
All the others were smaller and frail
Thanks to the seeds I received in the mail
But then came someone new
With a huge monster that he grew
We all stood back and let him through
And the crowd gathered for a better view
So I didn't win the major prize
But I went away a little more wise
Next year when the weather dries
I hope I'm the one with the biggest size
Now I sit with ponder and thought
And think about those seeds I bought
I did it right, right down to the letter
Theres always someone who'll grow one better.
Next year I'll really try
To grow a pumpkin to beat this guy
Better seeds and fertilizer I'll buy
But then I thought ...why
As long as I beat my personal best
I'll still buy the seeds and all the rest
And put my skills to the test
To beat my best weight is my only quest
By Tony Hickman
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