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The Race

Spring begins the chase And quickly sets the pace. Then Summer takes her place, But stumbles and then tumbles into Fall Who gamely picks up the baton To carry on, But loses face When Winter sweeps right in And wins the race.

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Date: 4/15/2023 11:31:00 AM
This is an excellent poem, Jim. fun too!
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Jim Slaughter
Date: 4/15/2023 1:04:00 PM
Thanks, Daniel. I was hoping i would be.

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