It's Fall, Y'All
It’s fall, y’all
And as the leaves
Change color, we
Put on long sleeves.
It’s time for socks
And sweatshirts zipped
So when temps drop
We’re well-equipped.
The air is filled
With pumpkin spice
And mums in baskets
Look real nice.
Go apple picking –
Heed the call
Of autumn’s treats –
It’s fall, y’all!
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