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A ( PUMPKIN) GROUP EFFORT

EACH SUMMER AROUND THE WORLD
THERE IS A GREAT RACE
TO GROW THE BIGGEST PUMPKIN
AT A FAST AND  SCARY PACE

ONLY ONE PERSON CAN WIN
THEN LIVE THEIR LIFE IN BLISS
THIS YEAR IN CALIFORNIA
IT WAS OUR FRIEND CHRIS

WAS IT THE SEED GIVEN TO HIM
BUY GENEROUS GRANNY PAT
OR WAS IT ALL THE T L C
THAT MADE THE PUMPKIN FAT

OR WAS IT SOME SPECIAL TECHNIQUE
THAT HE TOLD US BUT WE MISSED
THANKS TO DUNCAN AND TO DAN
WE CAN CHECK THE ARCHIVE LIST

MAYBE PUMKINGUY TOLD HIM THINGS
THAT HE NEVER TOLD TO US
BUT I DOUBT THAT VERY MUCH
BECAUSE HE' S SOMEONE WE CAN TRUST

OR MAYBE A TIP FROM A PUMPKIN BOOK
LIKE THE ONE BY MR BRECKENRIDGE
I DON T BELIEVE THAT, NOT AT ALL
IT WAS FICTION NOT RIDGEY DIDGE

IF I TRIED TO GUESS OF JUST ONE THING
I KNOW THAT I' D BE WRONG
IT WAS ALL OF US, YES YOU AND ME
THAT HELPED THIS MAN ALONG

SO IT DOESN' T MATTER IF YOU WIN OR LOSE
IT' S HOW YOU PLAY THE GAME
SO PAT YOURSELF ON THE BACK
AND SHARE IN CHRIS S FAME
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