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Fair Enough
Thus, we harken to its windblown plea
Its whisperings of revelry
Of cornucopian delight
As pumpkins gather in a crowd
Soft music plays a bit too loud
Masked children dance into the night
Of teddy bears just won, now lost
Of fingers touched by moonlit frost
Of cotton candy, sticky sweet
First kisses stolen on Ferris Wheels
Silver clouds on cornstalk fields
Corn liquor sipped, a hard-earned treat
Thus, we harken to its windblown plea
To join in Fall’s windblown revelry
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John Lawless
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