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I do love the autumn breeze
& the colourful leaves upon the trees
Chilly wind caresses my face
As I walk at a steady pace
All the colours, the greens and browns
Leaves falling gently to the ground
As we notice the year is ending
The tree's start undressing
Beneath my feet I hear a crunch
Leaves falling to the ground all in one bunch
The nights are get darker
I think it’s time to get out my parker.
Halloween is coming; we await the trick 'o' treating
Ready to see happy children eating.
Oh how I love the chill of the autumn breeze
& I end my journey with a sneeze.