When the pumpkins are so yellow And the vines with grapes abound, When the melons are so mellow And the nuts fall to the ground;

When persimmons lose their bitters, And the apples are so red; When we love to eat corn fritters Since the roasting ears have fled;
When vacation days are over And the children go to school, They no longer play in clover, But much learn ""Arithmos-rule,""
When weird Halloween's most naughty elves With gnomes and sprites appear, While fat Thanksgiving fills the shelves - 'Tis autumn, queen of year