Gobble gobble gobble, hear the turkey say/ When November comes around I think I’ll run away. It’s that time again. The sun sets at five. The liquid amber tree is aflame with reds and yellows. …
November 14, 2018
Posted November 14, 2018
Gobble gobble gobble, hear the turkey say/ When November comes around I think I’ll run away. It’s that time again. The sun sets at five. The liquid amber tree is aflame with reds and yellows. …