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Source:
Month-by-Month
Poetry: September, October, November |
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The Leaves |
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The leaves had a wonderful
frolic. The moon saw the
little leaves dancing. The North Wind is
calling, is calling,
The Leaves Are GreenThe leaves are green,
the nuts are brown, They hang so high they won't come down. Leave them
alone till frosty weather, Then they will all come down together. |
Autumn Leaves |
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Red Autumn leaves tumble
down, Skittery Run and catch Swoop,
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