October Me

October me likes conkers,

The leaves turn brown and red,

October me likes duvets,

And laying longer in my bed.

October me is happiest,

When wrapped up warm and snug,

October me spend lots of time,

Avoiding all kinds of bug.

With vitamins and hot tea,

You’ll find October me.

All snug in front of TV shows,

Through October, that’s where I’ll be.

I wonder what you’re doing,

Where is October you?

I bet you love the cold as well,

A time for roasts and stew.

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