people go outside and wish they were stronger.
When birds in the trees go tweet tweet tweet
People for some reason like to look at there feet.
When deer's and doe's get together to eat
chickens not very wisely try to cross the street.
When night is come and the owls go who who
this ode has finally ended boo hoo.
Did you write this?
ReplyDeleteOutstanding! A very nice poem for a beautiful time of the year.
ReplyDeleteFun!!
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