It's here, it's here
The best time of the year
Nothing to worry, the heat is still there
The winter are upon us, but why would I care
Cause; it's here, it's here
The best time of the year

Crappy poem I know. I just wrote it...

Sitting inside, watching the autumn heat outside my office window. Eating a Twix-Bar and enjoying myself.
Its hot, so you can still go bathing outside. But it's not any pollen and the people are dissepearing from the streets because their summer vacation is over!!! OVER I TELL YOU!!! I can't find anything bad with this season.

Soon the colours will come, in red, yellow and orange, colouring the trees and the ground.
Then it will go dark like night at 3 pm. By Halloween the windows along every street will be covered in pumpkins and candles, lighting up the dark.

Before the cold comes it will be beautiful. And I will rejoy, celebrating my time of the year.

And for all of you that doesn't like autumn as much as I do. Maybe you like that bright flowery breeze of spring or the hot summer days with your friend. Maybe you even like the chilly, snowcovered landscapes of winter with it's lights and bright snow.
I have nothing to say to you...
Eccept...
HAHA SUCKERS!!!
IT'S MINE TIME NOW.