I bring summer, spring, winter and fall.
I bring hot and sticky days
To make you pray for a breeze.
I bring lots and lots of rain
For your crops you see.
I bring sleet, I bring snow,
I make the bare chilling wind to blow.
Beautiful leaves I also make
for you to
rake,
rake,
and rake.
I bring . . . summer psring, winter and fall.
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