Tall Corn Poem by Dog goD 8Hate
Tall Corn
&
Say me (you) trenchant?
maybe? but...
i like to swim in clean shallow creeks,
and where fish are small, but birds'...
have long novel-beaks.
and where trees... reprehensibly tall,
turn curious crowning colors, in the fall.
and too, where nature's so dazzling as clean,
due to a clement farmer, so amply mean.
he...
i... plough furrows for corn... and...
large quads
A. L. & i
.
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