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New Moon Sale Commission: 5. Jack-O-Lantern

"As you hold the pumpkin in your grip,
You can't help but feel it begin to slip.

It tumbles and rolls down to the ground
Then there is an echo of a squishing sound.

The ground begins to rumble and shake,
Vegetation sprouting fast as your face does ache.

Flesh of green and orbs of Orange,
Oh my god, what have I done, this poem is ruined..."

Customer:

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Description
New Moon Sale Commission: 5. Jack-O-Lantern

"As you hold the pumpkin in your grip,
You can't help but feel it begin to slip.

It tumbles and rolls down to the ground
Then there is an echo of a squishing sound.

The ground begins to rumble and shake,
Vegetation sprouting fast as your face does ache.

Flesh of green and orbs of Orange,
Oh my god, what have I done, this poem is ruined..."

Customer:

Support my Patreon and join The Society