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Sand Spur, Brrr and Only Kidding

Sand Spur Ruined Reunion Things outside so often seem to occur Like present of a protruding sand spur Which I want to pull out and discard Before they completely cover the whole yard. Things that traumatically happen can be true; What started out as a single are only a few From soil many nutrients started demanding; Number obviously ended up being outstanding. Never knew their source of original origin But still keep coming back again and again; Outlandish has become all of their activity; Won't see them in scenes which are nativity. After finally, furiously growing up so fast, They will become part of a prevalent past, And even though I were to shed a tiny tear The bastards would still be back next year. James Thomas Horn Retired Vet and Favorite Pet

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