The Season Fall
Harvest Ale, pumpkins for sale
Breezy colors floating flying
Fluttering leaves, dying trees
With each colorful beginning
Of yellow, orange, red,
Marks a yucky ending;
crispy brown, and dead.
Hot apple cider, and Halloween
Trick or treat, but tricks are mean.
Rows of scarecrows, gardening hoes
For fields of squash not squish.
10/21/2015
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