Johnnie Essex said: As green turns to russet there's a twinge in my gusset
For winter is not far away;
I'll remedy that by grabbing my hat
And go on a long holiday.
I pity those who trek to Spain
And miss the English autumn,
The patter of falling leaves and rain
On the hats of those that brought em.
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Isisbridge said:
Isisbridge said:
As green turns to russet there's a twinge in my gusset
For winter is not far away;
I'll remedy that by grabbing my hat
And go on a long holiday.
I pity those who trek to Spain
And miss the English autumn,
The patter of falling leaves and rain
On the hats of those that brought em.