Busy Critters

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    Busy Critters

     Ants march up the hills
    spiders crawl in the shadows
    ducks swim and play in the sun

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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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    darkangel16’s Poems (18)

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