An oldie, but a goodie ~ ☠ ~ The Life and Death of a Pumpkin

I've often contemplated the oddness of our curious custom. It's a bit grisly though, isn't it? Trepanning  pumpkin gourds, exentrate the innards, gouge a face into crisp orange flesh, and light a fire inside.

Yes I've oft contemplated the oddness of our curious custom; as I picked wet strings of pumpkin guts from my hands, and set the hollowed corpses out to dry in the waning autumn dusk.