Squashed Fat Comments

Congratulations on poem of the day! A very different piece of writing. Now many will remember this in October and hesitate to start carving!

Interesting poem with clever choice of words for a seemingly regular Fall activity - autumnal sacrificial rite! Congratulations!

Enjoyed reading this delightful poem I now feel like a pumpkin scone. Though cutting pumpkin is not joyous at all.

hacked flesh chopped into giant bowls carted off for pies and breads once fully dead, and we feel nothing of the horror of it all really a great poem. tony

Horror! ! Fully dead. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

So very sorry for my typing errors, Jenny. I do hope you read them in the correct form.Your poem site is constantly disappearing and that's why I have only sent this message that I made errors. Thank you for your kindness.

CONGRATULATIONS on being chosen as The Member Poem Of The Day. Hooray! A TOP Score 10 for this poem full of glee. From the dirty mess to a most deolicate Pumpkin Soup, I mean delicate snack we all enjoy, and gone are the unfriwndly thoiughts and gestures. A well captured poem full of activities.

A well written poem of the day. Congrats on your featured piece.....10+++

Written beautifully with a strong imagery about a food item. Loved it. Congrats.

we feel nothing of the horror of it all this autumnal sacrificial rite we feel the horror of it not at all /// really excellent imaginative poem; nicely penned; congrats for being selected this poem as POD

I fully enjoyed your clever humanization of this celebratory food item.