My name is Pumpkin, but don’t wear it out!

This is the story of how my name came about…

I think I was born in the water

but I’m not really sure

I simply recall waking up in a puddle

and the rest was all just a blur…

My family was gone

There was no one to be found

Just me and my little puddle

so I played and splashed around…

But the fun didn’t last very long

as the sun dried up my puddle

I’d nowhere safe to go

and no family there to cuddle…

I went to the river

and I tried to make friends

But the crocodiles only wanted to eat me

No water were they willing to lend…

So off I went to find another puddle

My tummy was growling so loud

But once I found a good resting place

All the other hungry animals crowded around…

Just as I thought I’d be somethings dinner

They all suddenly ran away

Along had come a bus filled with tourists

their noisy chatter had saved the day…

Sadly, they continued on their way

And the sun began getting hotter

But when I arrived at another puddle

The elephants stole all the water…

No water, no food, and no safe place to be

what was a hippo to do?

I waited and waited, lost and afraid

Til this man came and offered me food…

He put me in a box

and we went for a ride

They gave me my own special puddle

with yummy pumpkins on every side…

What’s smooth and round on the outside

but squishy and sweet in the middle?

If you didn’t already know my name

I think this would have made a great riddle!