Best Woodpile Poems

Creep around the stacks of wood
To see if something's there
That shouldn't be there if it could
Before it vanishes into thin air
Watch it crawl away too fast
With a face of mud
Because its face has long decayed
From death and time and blood
Follow hard upon its track
And you...

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stacked against fence line 
someone's hard work has paid off 
winters work is done...

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