More halloween song fun, thanks to Laura:

Five little pumpkins sitting on a gate
The first one said, "Oh my, it's getting late"
The second one said, "There are witches in the air"
The third one said,"But we don't care!"
The fourth one said, "Let's run and run and run"
The fifth one said, "I'm ready for some fun!"
Wooooo, went the wind
And out went the light
And the five little pumpkins rolled out of sight.

Personally, I think it's tragically sweet of Martha Stewart to pick crab apples and cook up jelly in prison. However, I'm confused by the story... what's not allowed? picking crab apples or cooking or cooking what you've gathered? How did she get to use the kitchen at all if it's not allowed? I say, let her make jam.