A summer in November,
not that I remember,
but now, it gets a chance.
With the global warming
November is quite charming
and when the leaves are falling,
I join the summer dance.

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A summer in November,
not that I remember,
but now, it gets a chance.
With the global warming
November is quite charming
and when the leaves are falling,
I join the summer dance.
