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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required 4/27/17 Winter, Spring, Summer and Autumn Changes rarely or often Occuring by the top of the river mouth and at the bottom Near and far from fruits and vegetables still fresh or rotten As well as any flowers starting to blossom Fields full or barely with any cotton or pollen House that do or don't have a black cauldron On the walls paintings or posters of batman and robin I stood solemn And navigated inbetween columns Before I saw a downtrodden Individual with the stature of gollum They were drinking some concoction Out of a goblet and eating an opossum Inside a sodden area full of toxins I had options But stopped to talk and help if they had a problem Untrusting and unresponsive Until they started to soften When I spoke truthfully, they began feeling awesome Then reached the goal, by using their noggin Realizing we all are allotted So much time even if more is what you wanted Whether or not you paid homage And seeked wealth and knowledge Always had a little or a lot in common Many a times I have fallen Been long forgotten Heed with caution And watch it I'm coming in with more speed than an aeronautic rocket And the force of a super sonic comet Sorry that it makes you uncomfortable and on the verge of being about to vomit No I'm not, to be honest The reason the house is so called haunted The monster underneath your bed and inside your closet With more clarity than any prophet Amid molecules that split or bonded Lines remained dotted Or connected in and out of any quadrant As the universe was in constant Motion with occasional paradoxes By: Dalton Ogletree
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