Wondrous of texture and hue,
Bathed in a soft, sunny light,
Pearled with a silvery dew.
Fair as a flower to the view,
Ripened by summer’s soft heat,
Basking beneath Heaven’s blue,—
This is the Pumpkin of Pete.
Peter consumed day and night,
Pumpkin in pie or in stew;
Hinted to Cook that she might