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Friday, April 1, 2016
Nature poem
Ding a ling a ling
Spring is knocking at the door
Sprin
g
smiles
happily
CHASE
You make me run.
You're no fun.
It hurts a lot.
now I'm caught.
On the ground.
twitching around.
no more feeling.
looking at the ceiling.
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