Fall is in the air
The sky deep blue
Sun shining bright
Cool air is anew
The breeze is light
Leaves rustled
Squirrels hustled
Birds are few
Some already flew
Blossoms on the ground
Kicking leaves around
Shorter days
Leaves a blaze
Geese fly overhead
Harvest time instead
Pumpkins all around
Apples on the ground
Bucks with velvet horn
Stalks without its corn
Cider in the mill
Sausage on the grill
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