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.