Pumpkin Polly had gone to town
The rain, it had been apour-pouring down
She’d sheltered in between the rows
Of blossoms, candy, lilies and rose
Shops of every welcoming prettiness
Which one to go in first, let’s guess
Did she go to buy a gift for Teddy?
The attendants smiled, and the tills were ready
Maybe flowers for her kitchen sink?
Maybe towels for her bathroom pink?
Time to go to the next lovely shop
She sang as she went and danced a bop – bop
Suddenly she found herself so very drenched
Where’s my brolly? Must have left it on the park bench
She’d been so joyous and without a care
As all of this prettiness was around everywhere
Why Oh! why, was she called Pumpkin Polly?
Yes, she loved orange flowers and her bright pink brolly
But Polly was also as sweet as can be
And her favourite food was pie, pumpkin and pea
© 2013 Liana Wendy Howarth
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