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,