A night on the Town with a Pumpkin Named Jack
The Jack-o-lantern that burns twice as bright often burns half as long
October 2022
I know our time is short. He inspired this Haiku.
Shine bright! Ain’t much time
Be like my Jack-o-Lantern
Compost bin awaits
I remember that magical night I carved you in my kitchen sink
See Ya! No Seatbelts. No Time. Gonna paint this grey town Orange!
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Not this one. Not for eating.
“It was a Zombie Jamboree. Took place in a New York Cemetery…
Back to back, belly to belly, don’t give a damn, done dead already”
We both love Harry Belafonte and Hostess Snoballs.
Don’t be shy now…
New dead friends
Damn! Pickleball was rained out. We wudda ‘squashed’ our opponent.
Jack’s first hot shower…
Jack patiently waiting in my Pirates Quarters while I get dressed…
Pumpkin got a little Smashed last night in San Francisco while dancing at The Verdi Club
Waiting for some souls to visit
Jack’s last supper
Jack passed on the pumpkin spice donuts. We had my favorite…glazed old fashioned.
Shine bright! Ain’t much time
Be like my Jack-o-Lantern
Compost bin awaits
“Don’t cry, I’ll be back next year” whispered Jack as he dropped these in my hand…
That was back in 2022… My Jack seeds have been sown. I can’t wait to paint the town orange with Jack this year…. He’s almost ready.
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