Fall Scarecrow


Oh Scarecrow

His rag tag hay
Have you seen it?
I have not,
until today.

Littered inside,
Spilling out.
Please don't set me.
Afire
For scare I will not

I've a hat for when
it's hot.
I'm the neighbor's
telling soul.

Pass by me please,
Notice that I've got
everything it takes
for G_od's sake.
Where's the rake?

I'm littered with straw.
For I'm scared,
of the dog's bark
when the sky blinks dark.


----------------------------------------A poem for the scarecrow I found in the neighbor's yard.

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