Dead Pumpkin Walking

Something Frightening for Halloween!

That does not compute – In his mind – Or in his world
He can’t get past “him”
His “Me” flag unfurled

He was a crooked man
Who walked a crooked mile
He read about himself
That’s all that made him smile

He’s now a criminal flight risk
A suite at Riker’s his new trist
An orange jumpsuit in that place
To match his orange ruddy face


He’s about to learn
His house of cards will burn
Bad luck now his turn
Will make his stomach churn

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