Autumn Song
by Katherine Mansfield
Now's the time when children's noses
All become as red as roses And the colour of their faces
Makes me think of orchard places
Where the juicy apples grow, And tomatoes in a row. And to-day the hardened sinner Never could be late for dinner
But will jump up to the table Just as soon as he is able, Ask for three times hot roast mutton--Oh! the shocking little glutton.
Come then, find your ball and racket,Pop into your winter jacket,With the lovely bear-skin lining. While the sun is brightly shining, Let us run and play together
And just love the autumn weather
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