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Fall
Written from a dog's tongue
June 12, 2014
Angry barking faces drizzle hard splashing everywhere,
Lightning bites showing it's sharp sparkling teeth,
Swaying bushes and trees sway like a wagging tail in the breeze,
Now the storm is over leaving big puddles to swim in,
Big grassy fields filled with leaves are left to take a run in,
playful leaves play with each other,
leaving thousands of colorful footprints behind.
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