Friday, May 22, 2015

The Blue-bird Comments

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WHEN winter's cold tempests and snows are no more,
Green meadows and brown-furrowed fields reappearing,
The fishermen hauling their shad to the shore,
And cloud-cleaving geese to the Lakes are a-steering;
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Alexander Wilson
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Wilson McWagon 16 December 2020

YES YES YES YES YES YES YES THIS IS SO LEGIT OMFG OMFG! ! ! ! ! ! YES! ! ! ! GOOD POEM 11241421413434324324141/10 YEAH! ! ! !

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A+ student until now 16 December 2020

too hard, got 30 on my test > : (. BTW bot boy thinks this is sum sort of duplicate, - -> y

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A+ student until now: ( 16 December 2020

too hard, got 30 on my test > : (

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David S Fraser 07 December 2017

What a keen and feeling observer of creation

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Ayman Parray 22 May 2015

What a delight it was to read this poem Alexander. Thank you sir for sharing

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Paisley, Scotland
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