.From the dew-soaked hedge creeps a crawly caterpillar>
When the dawn begins to crack
It's all part of my autumn almanac
Breeze blows leaves of a musty-colored yellow
So I sweep them in my sack
Yes, yes, yes, it's my autumn almanac
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