Atop this lonely perch
I wait,
Searching for
my pumpkin mate

FOUR!

Together at last
T’was no simple feat,
But alas my search
Is now complete

Hand in hand
We cuddle around,
Staring across
The Puget Sound

But no! Not everything
Is always so great,
Sadly we fight
And sometimes we hate

At times it may seem
That I’m stuck down below,
Can I at least be your friend
And never a foe?

The pain that I feel
When you treat me like crap,
The life that I live
At times a caged trap

But what could be done
To return us to glee?
Could this party of two…
Be a party of three?

A companion of sorts
Could get us over this hump,
All it really takes
Is one simple…

Clinging to the edge
All we need is some hope,
Together at last
This is pretty damn dope!

Two pumpkins & a horse
This love can’t be bought,
Let’s take our new friend
To our old special spot