Work in progress. I will update it when I'm done. The Autumn Wind is a Pirate, Blustering in from the sea, With a rollicking song, She sweeps along, Swaggering boisterously. Her face shines from above, She wears a pirate coat, With a silver sord at hand, And bristling black hair. She growls as she storms the country, A beauty, strong and bold, And the trees all shake and quiver and quake, As she robs them of their Victory. The Autumn Wind is a Patriot, Pillaging just for fun, she'll knock you around, and upside down, and laugh when she's conquered and won.