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Eighth

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Remember August

Starts in gold

And ends

Overlapping

With the wind

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The next month is seven

Prior for the emperor

Who never was

And was the first

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Ten months

And we have twelve

The ones we know

Who count the calendar

Finally

The pope’s way

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But each month

Has a treasure

In its story

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This month starts in gold

And ends with

Windy promises

In these parts

Of autumn

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Unique

What happens

In your days

Divide them up

And celebrate

The units

In your month

And what I hope is your

Many-monthed story

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