Aye there, mateys! Yer good capt'n Joey be missin' th' winds to be in port fer International Talk Like a Pirate Day again! B'tween changin' ye ol' port o' origin an' th' magic portrait box fallin' overboard, the scallywag let th' month o' September escape t' th' briny deep!
But th' season o' the pumkin can't be startin' wit'out a hearty piratical carvin'! As usual, th' plunderin's be pillag'd from ye port o' Zombie Pumpkins. An' ye best be sailin' that way fer All Hallow's Eve or else th' black spott'd knaves 'll be plunderin' you!
Arrr, now be time to drink some o' th' local rum! Cast off ye scurvy dogs!
Th' Lit Version: [link]
Pattern be belongin' to Zombie Pumpkins: [link]
An' this here carvin be belongin' to meself!