Autumn
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sayrathegreat
sayrathegreatsmart people leave before they are left
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A poem for my most favourite season of all.

Autumn

The orange and the yellow, The lovers in the meadow, I sat there reading Othello, waiting for the morrow

I watched the leaves as they tumbled down, Red, green, golden, brown The field wears a scarlet gown, The river a reddish brown.

Autumn is a Queen, with a golden crown. Look at her fiery hair, Her orange snare is something I cannot bear. How can you not care?

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