Where Is the Cold
Right now, it is November
And soon it'll be December
Yet the cold has still not come
Though fall has far from begun
Oh it wasn't even cold in September
The leaves just started to fall
And some, still green- but not all
Have left the safety of the trees
For the sun's warm, frantic pleas
To ignore winter's desperate call
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