A Harvest of Choice
Floating in with a tune
Striking a melodious tone
Stirring, revving
A once scenery mind
Into a hat full
Of harvested choice
With each sounding pitch
Awaits a sure response
From the riding of feet
To a rising note
Crowned with a crested call
Running from a fastened passion
Echoing our own desires
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