Blueberry dumplings,
and sweet apple rings.
Maple syrup candy's
and lots of lovely things.
October is the time of harvest,
from our crops we get the best.
Cherries, plum's and pear's
and honey for the bear's.
What a great time of year,
everything slows down a gear.
And the selves are all stocked,
and the larder is locked.
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