The Omen

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The Omen

by Pumpkin Flower

Once there was a man named John

Who got up at the crack of dawn

To fertilize his pumpkin flower

Excitement building with the power

To grow a giant at this hour

And grasping on to his male flower

His hopes were dashed and turned quite sour

For there inside a bumble bee

Was dead as dead a bug could be

What started out expectantly

As he sat muddled by a tree

Had turned into an Omen bad

And this made our poor John quite sad

He had to change this plans some how

The female waited fertile NOW

With lobes all open sweet and ripe

And thinking quickly with a swipe

He choose her brother right next to

And did the thing he’d come to do

That little bee had wreaked his plan

What killed that bug and shook the man?

How will it end ? One day we’ll know

The reasons for all things will show

I’d like to think that omen sent

And just for John the omen meant

For him  to see a bigger plan

Lets hope a pumpkin bigger than

The one that he was going to make

Lets hope a winner for his sake