Pumpkin Carving

It's time to decorate this festive holiday
Angry faces of death create quite a display
Five pumpkins done sitting on my porch
More still to be done then lit with a torch

My razor sharp knife bloody and waiting
For trick or treaters that are participating
In Halloween rituals under the full moon
Candy won't be running out anytime soon

I hear another knock on my front door
All that is there is a small group of four
They can have the treats or trade for a trick
But for that they must come inside quick

So they enter inside for the special surprise
Curiosity quickly turns to fear in their eyes
Screaming outloud trying to get outside
But it's already too late their tears have dried

My razor sharp knife decapitated their heads
On the cold floor their bodies lay dead
Artiscally I carved their smiles by design
Pumpkins on my porch now total nine

But it's getting late and I'm now starving
Dinner is ready from my 1st pumpkin carving
Flesh from my ex that I cooked in the oven
I caught her with a man whom she was loving

I was such a foolish devoted loving spouse
She took my money my family and my house
So this halloween I made a special visit
And made her last halloween rather explicit