I Was a Pumpkin for Halloween 

Mama keeps me close on Halloween 

The night when ghouls grow cold and mean

And things are not how they should seem

I’m Mama’s boy on Halloween 

She has pumpkins one, two, and three,

But the cold outdoors is not for me 

I stay warm on Mama’s knees 

Safe inside on Halloween

I’m her pumpkin on Halloween 

As the witches dance and werewolves sing

She keeps me close so I can dream

Of caramel cake and pretty things 

I’m a pumpkin cat on Halloween