Red, orange, and yellow
Three colours far from mellow
I knew it would be so
For summer has to go
Gone is the green
Once painted on the trees
Down fall their leaves
And pile up to the knees
Gone is the heat
Once crowding every day
In comes the gale
A cold, ferocious hail
Gone is the sipid air
Fresh with summer's love
In swarm the clouds above
To hide a cooing dove
Red, orange, and yellow
Three colours far from mellow
I knew it would be so
For summer has to go
