In a sea of wheat
Eyes scare from a pumpkin’s head
The last line stands strong
In honor of autumn happenings and spooky stories of scarecrows, I give you today’s daily haiku! And here is a freebee short poem for you:
In the field, with haunting eyes, stands the gourd over his prize. With a caw they come but none would dare, to sweep the fields, be warned, beware.
Matt Was Here 
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