Seasons
Winter, spring, summer, fall.
Many seasons, love them all!
Winter
white, nippy, chilly.
Spring
tulip, croakas, and tiger-lilly.
Summer
sunscreen, towel, and ocean.
Fall
rakes and leaves in constant motion.
Each season a diffrent time,
together they change, no reason or rhyme.
When summer's over fall comes into play,
the next thing you know, it's a snow day.
Finally the snow starts to melt,
a change in temperature is soon felt.
The spring is nice,no terrible heat.
Soon you'll see, flip-flops on tan feet.
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