Pumpkin Twin

Waddled down to the corner grocer for some midday air. Right on a low wooden crate sat an enormous, ribbed orange pumpkin! Naturally, I had to measure up. I stepped right up, planted my feet, and wrapped both stubby arms around its wide, waxy belly. Oof... couldn't reach halfway! Our round middles met with a solid, satisfying thud. Hehe... smooth rind, cool to the touch, and almost as plump as me! I gave its firm ribs three proud pats—thump, thump, thump. A perfect sidewalk twin! Stood back puffing with quiet chuckles, nodding at my new buddy.