Jack-O-Lantern by Laurie E Dawson

When a jack-o'-lantern sits in the window at night,
It tells a gay fable with its flickering light
Of tricking-and-treating and stories homespun
About witches and goblins and cats on the run.

It tells of lads who down on the farms
Picked the best pumpkins and carried in arms,
So other little children could cut them so neat
And make a gay face for a Halloween treat.

Now goblins and games and parties are fine,
But give me a bright jack-o'-lantern for mine,
To put in my window on a cool autumn night
To tell about Halloween with it's flickering light.