English poems. October
17 мар
October's the month
When the smallest breeze
Gives us a shower
Leaves sailing down —
October is red
And golden and brown.
When the smallest breeze
Gives us a shower
Of autumn leaves.
Bonfires and pumpkins,
Leaves sailing down —
October is red
And golden and brown.
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