they fiddle wit mine ogre

.
                     'bout time
           thuh flowerz are bloom'n
                 and thuh naiads 
                  tired uv toadz
                         arrrr
                  come'n out tuh
                         play

                         oooh
                   thuh barrrd'z
                       nervous

                       though
                       excited
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Maverick Avatar
May 25, 2025 at 12:58 PM
This is sure buzz'n James.' Spring is upon us.'
Peranteau Avatar
May 25, 2025 at 1:24 PM
it finally feelz like spring dear poet...my green thumb iz throb'n
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