The fall is an orchestra,
All in tune,
The frogs croak like a bassoon,
Birds are clarinets as they whistle.
The cricket plays the fiddle,
As a musician it ranks thee middle.
The wind is a flute,
Blowing with ease,
Raindrops are xylophones tinkling,
If you please,
Trees scratching at your window,
Are violins,
The squirrels chatter to each other,
Watching the show,
BRAVO!
All in tune,
The frogs croak like a bassoon,
Birds are clarinets as they whistle.
The cricket plays the fiddle,
As a musician it ranks thee middle.
The wind is a flute,
Blowing with ease,
Raindrops are xylophones tinkling,
If you please,
Trees scratching at your window,
Are violins,
The squirrels chatter to each other,
Watching the show,
BRAVO!