leaves that sail off down the road
washing that blows on the line,
this is the time for
Autumn to rhyme with
something or other
but why should I bother
to bother rhyming at all?

This must be the storm
the one
that's not in a teacup,

I didn't have to get up
I could have stayed tucked up
in bed, but
I didn't so I did
( get up, in case you're confused }