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I
am a pumpkin, big and round. Make a circle with arms.
Once upon a time, I grew on the ground.
Now I have a mouth, two eyes, a nose.
Point to features.
What are they for, do you suppose ? Shrug shoulders.
When I have a candle inside shining bright,
I’ll be a Jack-O’-Lantern on Halloween night.
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