The harvest is in -
A fattened calf's on the spit,
Our Fall Feast begins...
The harvest is in -
A fattened calf's on the spit,
Our Fall Feast begins...
Fall is a great time
A time for hope and thanks
A new year has come
The Tailor has Sons
Who roam all throughout the Land
To trade Cows for Beans.
Domesday
Guild Leader Emeritus
Sammy's Lost Legion
"I hope for nothing. I fear nothing. I am free."
Nikos Kazantzakis
Changed time summers fate
This years slumber fall to take
Winters path awaits
Fall has started leafing,
every leaf will be on its own,
no leaf no gain, its insane!
Brew the harvest through.
Brew and dance the battle nigh.
Brew til sleep comes sly.
I like pumpkin pie,
it announces beginnings,
like when winter flies,
Here we play Football.
There is our Thanksgiving Feast.
November is best!
Fall is colorful.
With beutiful leaves, hats and
scarfs everywhere you look.
Fall breeze on my face
My foes fall like dying leaves
Victorious, loot