Literature
Mrs.Pumpkin's Comical Dream
Jacaranda bloomed
At a social gathering where we drank together
Where shall we go?
I happily sang a sad song
Jack smirked,
"Put aside the heretical feelings,"
Give me chocolates
Being of humble birth, I sang a song
A scarecrow dropped in here
Choking, he swung
Even though he's never tried it
He hates pumpkin pie
Hey, lalulalula,
Shall we dance?
The moon is still sleeping
{"Did you call me? Did you?" said a turnip head}
See? The coffin no longer exists
What a boring world we're in!
We sense fabricated magic
At a transmission tower
And a witch beneath the overpass
Who appears to be dazed
Jack said smugly,
"Continue with