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Dominic Demarco Poem
I can smell it all.
The turkey in the oven,
Cooked to perfection.
And the sweet smell of pie.
Oh, I just love Thanksgiving.
October 21, 2021
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Dominic Demarco Poem
Mr. Frank the raccoon,
Had a big red balloon.
On it, he would hop.
Until it went *POP*.
Sadly, it wasn’t immune.
Copyright © Dominic Demarco | Year Posted 2022
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Dominic Demarco Poem
While strolling on the beach
I can feel the sand crunch underneath my toes.
As I walk along the shore
The waves splash my feet.
I can hear the seagulls squawk above.
I feel the sea breeze whoosh on my face.
Shells clatter together,
As the crashing waves push them around.
I looked at the shimmering shells
And picked one up.
Little to my knowledge, it was a hermit crab!
I yelped when it pinched me!
I threw it back in the ocean.
It went splosh.
October 22, 2021
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