We're not simply pumpkins
Back to back in pumpkin style,
But fearless jack-o'-lanterns
Each with a shining smile.
We always keep the light on,
A glow within our eyes,
For strangers may be simply friends
Coming in disguise.
So when the night is cold and dark,
And witches come to call,
We stand our ground . . . our welcome bright,
And we're . . . not . . . scared . . . at . . . all!