Autumn
The wind blows through my cap.
The hair that hangs out whips around my hat.
I sat by the roaring fire by I must get inspired.
Mom pushes me out saying "Get out!'
The smell of turkey fills the air as the footballs fly through the air.
Family, and friends gather together as the wind gets heavier.
Mother becounds all, who comes in bouncing off the walls.
The table is set for the feast of many filling us with pleanty.
Turkey, gravy, and potatoes all are great for us fellows, who run and play enjoyig the day.
Thanksgiving, Thanksgiving, thank you for giving me so many blessings!
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