His name is Harvest Burgundy
I wanted to show him to you
For when I saw his beauty
I knew just what I had to do.
I brought him home that day
I wanted you to see
So took his picture right away
He fit in the flower bed perfectly.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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