trees falling barren, greying,
but they’re fun I guess?..
Autumn
now who is going to be the one
to explain to me
what exactly was so wrong with apple juice…
i was at the shop
looking for a new rake
and now they have all these extensions and things…
now there i was minding my own business in the warm weather
and i left the window open all night
and it was cold the whole time…
When the hale bales roll,
across the fields, hills, and roads…
And the leaves will change,
The plants will fade into dust…
It’ll be gone soon,
The cold is coming along…
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