Autumn Song

Now’s the time when children’s noses All become as red as roses And the colour of their faces Makes me think of orchard places Where the juicy apples grow And tomatoes in a row.

And to-day the hardened sinner Never could be late for dinner, But will jump up to the table Just as soon as he is able, Ask for three times hot roast mutton-- Oh! the shocking little glutton.

Come then, find your ball and racket, Pop into your winter jacket, With the lovely bear-skin lining. While the sun is brightly shining, Let us run and play together And just love the autumn weather.