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september & out the other one ( 16 seasonal lines of rhyme )

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with bucking wheat & sprawling thorns

& spider crawls as fungi spores

with blistered heels & swirling skies

& burning wheels in whirring eyes


with chequered flaps & standing stones

& chatters in those prattled bones

with saddle sore & horsey flies

& porky pies in lullabies


with apple carts & cobby corn

& poncey plods on foggy morns

with jammy jars & fruity highs

& drama queens with loopy sighs


with onion sobs & gleeful crones

& spittle in such sputtered groans

with falling leaves & butterflies

yes, this is when the summer dies

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