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Mother Natures Painting

Mother natures been out painting But the green was running short. She had painted all the leaves she could the trees the meadow floors. The hedge rows and the lake shores. lime green dark green a shiney green and more. Big leaves , litte leaves grasses tall and short. Even brambles and the weeds just green, she must be getting bored and then she came to paint the ancient forest floor I think I will paint it blue she said. and when the bells they ring no more it will be summer knocking at our door.

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