Log poems - Ryan cole (read me like a book .txt) 📗

In the times of drought it is very hot and dry
I could hardly believe
In the roads eggs can fry
I need to take a great relief.
I Don't like the heavy wind
Because it blows away the papers
So you now that it sinned
The wind blows so heavy I can,t buy a wafer

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Publication Date: 05-25-2012

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