october

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October's the month
When the smallest breeze
Give us a shower
Of autumn leaves.

Bonfires or pumpkins,
Leaves sailing down-
October is red
And golden and brown.

October leaves are lovely
They rustle when I run
Sometimes I make a heap
And jump in them for fun.

Autumn leaves floats quitely down
And form a carpet on the ground.
But when those leaves are stepped upon,
Listen for the cracking sound.

I.b

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