Mystery Poem by Brandon Wyatt

Mystery

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I sit outside while the wind is blowing
My arms swaying in the wind
Wailing and cheering while blowing around
You will never guess what I am

Thursday, March 20, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: wind
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Brandon Wyatt

Brandon Wyatt

Ashville, North Carolina
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