Anything But Routine
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One or more verses with a rhyme scheme of "abba" (that is, where the first and fourth lines, and the second and third lines rhyme).
Autumn is partial to October's chill
as Jack frost colors canopies of green.
And you will no longer require sunscreen,
though October's waning warmth lingers still.
Gold, scarlet, and orange dapple the trees
juxtaposed by scarecrows in muddy fields.
The soil has been stripped of the crops it yields
and there are no more butterflies or bees.
Most children love to jump into leaf piles,
the air ringing with the sounds of their joy.
And a girl can morph into a tomboy,
tempted by the boy’s ubiquitous smiles.
October's a time for celebration,
thanking God for the bounty of the land.
More than any other, this month feels grand,
a pageant of light and coloration.
October hosts the night of Halloween,
getting dressed up, to ask strangers for treats.
Carving pumpkins and making ghosts from sheets,
October is anything but routine.
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