Click* Click*
Plop! A pumpkin of orange, dark. and carved
I come to life with skin of snow white.

Oh bright white light, I see a face, my face?
Oh the pumpkin mask, that's right!

Through a jack o' lantern's outline I look and see two purple eyes.
A long black body! Oh are these or are these not our mother's eyes?

But among us two stands another. Wrapped in a scarf and dressed aflutter.
Gems and vines mark his face as his feet refuse to snow-over the place.

This one has legs and no fat body. Oh no a player in disguise that busy-body!
The Enderman is stunned, shocked and confused as we.

Now if only the player remembers to freeze.