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Autumn Spectacle
My green autumn, you goaded me to write.
I love the way you sparkle, shake, and hurl.
Conquering my mind day and by the night,
Always musing about the shorn kiss curl.
Let me approach you with a square crowbar.
You are more snowy, magnetic, and bright.
Light storms whisk the twiglets of October.
And autumntime has a quiescent sight.
How do I love you? Let me deem the ways.
I love your brickle birds, kindling, and leaves.
Thinking of your fine brushwood fills my days.
My zeal for you is that upbeat reeves.
Now I must away with a frozen heart.
Memorize my posh terms whilst we're apart.
Written: October 17, 2022
All Hallows' Evening Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: craig cornish
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