What is Autumn?
A poem by Room One (with the support of Mrs W)
Warm clothes make us cozy and snug to keep the cold out.
The icy cold wind makes us shiver like brain freeze.
Colourful autumn leaves that float like a man parachuting down from the sky.
Orange pumpkin soup cooking on the stove to warm us up.
White sparkly Jack Frost freezes the car window like a painting.
Crackling, roaring fires jumping up the chimney like they are trying to escape.
Prickly hedgehogs hibernate to keep warm like a bear in his cave.
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