Open Poetry #46 |
History of the Jack O' Lantern.....for Halloween |
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You may be wondering just how the pumpkin made the scene To be the symbol trademark of the day of Halloween. If one checks out it's history and turn the pages back It all points to a drunken Irishman whose name was Jack. Jack had a real bad temper and he loved to sip the brews. His health had nearly been destroyed by years of demon booze. Then, one night in a local pub, his drinking took its toll And the Devil appeared there right on cue to claim Jack's wasted soul. Jack begged the Devil for one more drink to speed him on his way. He told the Devil he was broke and had no way to pay. The Devil agreed and turned into a sixpence for the beer... Jack grabbed the coin and shoved it in his purse and gave a cheer! The purse, you see, had a clasp that formed a cross outside And the Devil could not escape, no matter how hard he tried. He begged Jack to release him and Jack told him, loud and clear, That he would do so if the fiend would give him one more year. Agreement made, the Devil left and Jack went on his way To live another year of fights and boozin' day to day. Then, one day, Jack was in the orchard near an apple tree When the Devil appeared and said, "The year is up! Now come with me!!" Jack said OK....he'd keep his word and would go willingly But wanted one large apple high atop the apple tree. He hoisted the Devil up to get it down for him and then He carved a cross on the tree trunk and imprisoned him again!!!! The Devil was beside himself! He screamed! He raved! He swore! But Jack just laughed and said that he demanded ten years more. The Devil, out there on a limb, could not help but agree For, due to Jack's uncanny wit, he had him up a tree!!! Three years went by..Jack's life went on just like it had before Til finally his heart decided it could take no more And Jack dropped dead of natural causes one October day.... His soul arrived in Heaven but St. Pete turned him away. His soul then drifted down to Hell to where the Devil ruled But the Devil was still smarting from the way he had been fooled So he turned Jack away as well.....he didn't want his soul. To find his way through Limbo, he gave Jack a piece of coal. Jack hollowed out a turnip and then placed the coal inside Then lit it so the light within would serve him as a guide.... On Halloween we see this lamp wherever Jack may roam Walking through the fields of Limbo, searching for a home. Then Irish came here to our shores in waves of emigration. Searching for a better life, they helped to build our nation. They found few turnips growing for the Night of Walking Dead But pumpkins were quite plentiful so they used them instead! So that's the Irish tale, my friends. They swear that it is true. If you find it believable....I'll leave that up to you. But I believe in leprechauns and Irish love their ale So I'll not be the one to say it is a silly tale. |
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Oh, what a wonderful ballad! All the elements preset: humor, legend, the unbeleivable. Really well done. A very enjoyable read. Also, a learning experience. |
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Prasad Nataraj Senior Member
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learn't something new and interesting today. Fine writing. "Hardwork pays in the long run" |
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Eusta B. Mae Senior Member
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You are so much fun! I love the way you inform as you entertain and delight us. You are one of a kind 'Deer! ebm |
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Cpat Hair
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you wear fable and telling of tales well Sir... it is always a treat, a pleasure to open your offerings and admire not only the story told but the talent you put into the telling. |
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Amaryllis Senior Member
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Good fun! Satan trapped in the handbag? Guess the devil really IS in the details... lol Best~ Amaryllis |
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Gunslinger Senior Member
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Ah, Michael, me lad. Surely there is the blood o' the Auld Sod wha' flows in yer veins, and no shortage o' blarney either! May yer soul be in heaven three days, before the divil knows yer dead. |
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Alison
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I set down beer beside the pen of the master. A |
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Sunshine
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You will always be forever young! |
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Balladeer
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..at least immature!! |
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