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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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