So clearly I'm a big fan of Autumn in New England. I've decided to write you a poem to help you get the idea of why.
Oh Autumn leaves what a sight to see
Let's plan an activity, what shall it be?
We could have a frap or perhaps a nap,
Play in the leaves or climb up trees?
Or use power tools because they're awfully cool.
And construct a swing, what a fine thing.
The End.
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