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Post by insanity on Sept 5, 2013 22:00:57 GMT -7
Summertime The birdsongs sing awake nature with a blissfull melody of summertime joy. The fish pop their heads out of the water to view the mist of the morning, creating little bubbles that are then destroyed by waterskippers dancing by. The cicadas hum a buzzing tune to act as background music to life's day. The farmer is followed by a trail of hungry geese as he walks to harvest from a bountiful garden. There the pests, catarpillars and rabbits, are forgiven for their crimes because of the beautiful day. In the summer evening, lightning lashes the sky. Creating a beautiful array of fireworks as a warm rain cools the land. A bellow of thunder is like the drums to the beautiful dance of rain. The world is it's best in the summertime...
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Post by insanity on Sept 5, 2013 22:01:49 GMT -7
Poetry is so easy
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Post by insanity on Sept 5, 2013 22:11:18 GMT -7
Also, feel free to comment on my stuff.
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