October's Song

The forest's afire!
The forest's afire!
The maple is burning,
The sycamore's turning,
The beech is alight!
Make a pyre! make a pyre!
Bring the oak to the fire!
The forest is glowing!
The greenleaf is flowing
In flame out of sight!
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