The loss of the 1000 pounder has sent shock waves all the way
to Australia. Better luck next time mate!
May the pumpkin god smile upon you next year.
R.I.P.
Around my garden
Are some large tombstones
Lasting reminders
Of the pumpkins I've grown
My pumpkins to me
Are family or kin
I couldn't let them rot
In a compost bin
Here lies Betty
At 854
She blew out
Couldn't take any more
And this one's for Princess
The bugs had a feast
She died slowly
May she rest in peace
Over there lies Bertha
She got herself caught
In a violent hailstorm
Her life was cut short
And there's old Mavis
The best of the lot
An unfortunate victim
Of blossom end rot
And poor old Bumpkin
Her belly was rotten
She's gone now
But not forgotten
I'll never forget Blossom
She met with bad luck
On the way to the weigh-off
She rolled off the truck
And my only success
I called her Flo
She won second place
At the pumpkin show
Mother natures rule
Says we must part
This pumpkin growing
Sure breaks my heart
(c)
Tony Hickman