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I don't know how to tell it--but ef such a thing could be As the angels wantin' boardin', and they'd call around on me-- I'd want to 'ccommodate 'em--all the whole-in-durin' flock-- When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock. - James Whitcomb Riley, When the Frost is on the Punkin And the Creole of Cuba laughs out to behold, Through orange leaves shining the broad spheres of gold. - John Greenleaf Whittier, The Pumpkin O,--fruit loved of boyhood!--the old days recalling, When wood-grapes were purpling and brown nuts were falling! When wild, ugly faces we carved in its skin, Glaring out through the dark with a candle within! When we laughed round the corn-heap, with hearts all in tune, Our chair a broad pumpkin,--our lantern the moon, Telling tales of the fairy who travelled like steam In a pumpkin-shell coach, with two rats for her team! - John Greenleaf Whittier, The Pumpkin
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