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oh what an autumn day, leaves are falling like tears of sorrow on a moonlit lake.
The ground is wet, the sky is grey. t'is not the weather as for the buds of May. Fear not though little ones for I am here, around the corner haloween is near. As of magic they appear, the ghouls, the ghosts and whichs bring tears.
And to banish all my freind am I, The Pumpkin King, Fear no more, as the King of Pumpkins will defy all evil from the Hallow Sky