It rhymes with...
It's Fall !In the pine, he write's a rhyme!It start's with, Someday she'll be mine,and wait's for the day to the wine.then cover's it with bristle and tyne. It's Winter !In the garden, he write's a rhyme,it start's with, Everyday your on my mind.Then whisper's, please hurry before I go ...Then wait's for the day to open the wine. It Summer But he's now Blind ... But nothing, nothing ... could stop him from writing another rhyme ! And it would start this time ...I wish you would have come before the Spring,So I could have shared my love for you and everything ! I'm still happy ... though I can only see you in my mind ...Maybe I'll write one more rhyme ! And it shall end with !I never wonder why ... I just know I'll love you ... Till the day I die !!!
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