[ IEPT ] Stiffed

 
One too many brew imbued  
drunk out of their gourds  
sisters Abigail and Buelah  
two of the craziest women  
I ever knew  
 
---though I could never tell  
which witch was which  
them being twins and all---
 
were un-glued, prancing lewd
not a single stitch of clothing on
through the glorious hues of Fall  
coloring farmer Johnson's
pastures, pastches, and lots  
  
one inappropriately squeezing each melon  
while the other deftly snatches pumpkins
by their delicately curled stems  
 
both snort snickering over zucchini squash  
held up like crude dildos to the bushy thatches  
covening their twats  
 
I can't help being impossibly stiff as they pass by  
without so much as a glance in my direction  
despite my complete and unabashed erection  
and the fact that I'm not wearing any pants  
 
Then again ...
what scarecrow wouldn't be?