Best Coniferous Poems

Circumferences. Blame not a nothing. Understand an ideology of a pickled pair. Falling twigs are pallor. Lips altering. It means a snake talks. Ceaseless chatter of a convertible fish bowl with or without leaves. Directional flow is neither a bud or a raindrop and pallets...

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Oh how remarkable there is a milky star waving at us from the top left corner of the field. But templates are for idiots cried the ten centimetre bullock. Merely an eyed tooth. A sage. A mystic nightingale in a purple cloak. Don't be so...

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Embracing the countryside 
Made some ecstatic and glee 
But one feature in particular 
Was that old coniferous tree

‘Conifer,’ a Latin word
Means one that bears a cone
But did Nero study the outdoors 
When he was in charge of Rome?

One Emperor’s word against another 
The other, Mother...

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