Thirty Days Has September, But weary do I remember, My thoughts remind me often of the season,
Of spooky spirits an hallowed halls, Fallen leaves of golden splendor, Sweet smells of baking goods an treats, An kindly gifts of thrill an excited gasping,
Wishing all a happy season, Within rhyme an unbound reason, Happy Fall Season To All.
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