It's the time of year for pumpkins
For Autumn leaves to fall
It's time for ghosts and goblins
To dress, and come to call

As Summer starts to fade away
A chill will fill the air
The squirrels will gather acorns
To later come and share

The wind will soon be blowing
It's blustering wake-up call
For then will come the Winter
As we say goodbye to Fall
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