Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall,
These are Seasons, I LOVE them all
Winter snow makes me cold,
But we enjoy it young and old.
Spring brings rain to make things grow.
Then I forget about the snow.
Summer comes and school is out,
This just makes me scream and shout!
Fall makes leaves turn orange and gold.
Now my story I have told.

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