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A collection of various short stories and poetry. |
Day 4 Entry to "Invalid Item" ![]() Oh the woodlands, They come in such colors. Some are like the burning sun, Others are like a blazing fire, And still more are like gems. Oh the woodlands, There is always a smell, Of Nature doing what it does best. Some are rather nice, While others should be avoided, Like that skunk den over there. There is always a treasure to be found, Sometimes you can find yourself a feast. Abundant apples, Plump pears, Juicy peaches, Zingy oranges, Sweet cherries, And don’t forget those bushes to. Blueberry, Raspberry, Blackberry, Currants, Not to mention the odd grape as well. You will always find something, In an Autumn Forest. Line Count 26 |