I love the different seasons.
They spring forth with delight.
They are cooler than winter.
Hotter than a summer night.
But of all the seasons,
in which love makes me fall,
I think that garlic,
is my favorite one of all.
I love the different seasons.
They spring forth with delight.
They are cooler than winter.
Hotter than a summer night.
But of all the seasons,
in which love makes me fall,
I think that garlic,
is my favorite one of all.
