Friday, November 1, 2013

Leavin' Town

Rollickin’ rollin’ riots
Of rusty autumn leaves
Raced across the ground.
They wiggled and they shimmered
As they skidded “bout the town.
They slid across the pavement
And danced a frisky beat.
Just yesterday they lazed
In the height of summer heat.
And they scudded and they scurried
As they traveled down the road.
The blowing wind kept nipping
As the day was icy cold.
It’s the exit of the playground
Of the leafy green and gold.
And the snowflakes of tomorrow
Will be delivered by the load.

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