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The orchards stand in anxious rows, retreat from the sky
Hare and fowl both good in broth, from the ground good taters pried
Take a shovel to the walk or like Ma use a broom
Flutters flurry downward slow, like the past, world's covered soon
Harvest has gone swiftly by, time to root on down
Just like last year, this year's here and away it quickly bounds
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