Rated PG: Contains Pumpkins
We Clever Jacks
By Greg van Eekhout
We all started introducing ourselves.
Screaming Munsch Jack.
All the neighborhood Jacks. We are such good Jacks, we Jacks.
“This year we’re not putting up with any of that stuff our patch fathers have always put up with,” says Grimacing Jack. “No smashing in the gutter, no tossing in the street. No blowing up with firecrackers. No being ignored into November, sagging and settling and getting mottled black and furry. No way, my Jacks. This year we’re gonna make it the Year of the Jacks.”
We love our Grimacing Jack.