Poetry

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PROSE TO DAY IN A NOVEMBER WAY SOME THINGS TO SAY,SOME WEEKS WILL LEAD
US TO DECEMBER NEW BIRDS STILL COME TO GET SOME CRUMBS,COLD WEATHER
PROMPTS THEM EVERYONE,THREE KITTEN CATS IN MY BACK YARD THEY PLAY IN
HIGH GRASS THOUGH FAR FROM BEING KITTENS NOW GROWN UP FAST THEY BE
THE OUTDOOR CLASS,AS THEY FROLLIC IN THE HIGH GRASS THEIR OWNER CALLS
HOW TIME HAVE PASSED,A NOVEMBER DAY CLOUDS DARKISH GREY IF WEATHER
FINE BIRDS MAY LOLL AWHILE,AS SOME MERE CRUMBS MAKE FOR AN AUTUMN
TALE,BIRDS FLY HIGH AMEN KNOWS WHY SO NOW GOOD-BYE FROM A NOVEMBER SKY
.NICE TRY.Joe.

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