For the love of God, we buy with a price.
From summer to fall, the leaves look so nice.
Columbus Day, we sail, we're into the wind.
The lovely little fairy, with tan olive skin.
I bind with might, we share one soul.
Playing footsies, like soccer, now we say, "Goal!"
Halloween, the lanterns, in which we call "Jack"
The women in costumes, that look pretty PHAT.
No more roasts, Thanksgivin…
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