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I vegetate
does an angel contemplate my fate
and do they know
the places where they go
when they’re picked and sold
‘cos I have been told
that they’re cooked in pies and eaten cold
so when I’m growing in my bed
sun’s shining on my head
and all the slugs are dead
I’m growing pumpkins instead

And through it all she offers me nutrition
A beautiful position
To grow here in the sun
And like a waterfall
The rain falls all around me
The breezes do surround me
when it comes to Fall she will astound me
I’m growing pumpkins instead


when I’m feeling weak
and my leaves are wilting in the heat
I look above
and I know I’ll always be blessed with love
and all around my roots
she feeds flesh to my fruits
and all the slugs are dead
I’m growing pumpkins instead

And through it all she offers me nutrition
A beautiful position
To grow here in the sun
And like a waterfall
The rain falls all around me
The breezes do surround me
when it comes to Fall she will astound me
I’m growing pumpkins instead