A poem treat (to be read dramatically):

When Autumn came this year,
Our green lawn disappeared.

A foot-high stack of leaves,
Came dumping from the trees!

All week I raked and raked.
Grant thought the piles were great!

So I raked and raked some more,
Worried the rain would pour.

The news man said, "Snow's comin'!"
I yelled to Spence, "Start baggin'!"

O'erwhelmed by all the work,
He left me there, That Jerk!

But to my great surprise,
He came back with two guys!

They brought a giant truck,
I can't believe our luck!

For we finished in an hour,
Before the forecast shower.

Hurray the work is done!
The Battle 'o Leaves is won!

(I was bored.)