Fruitacious frivolityA Chapter by Moonie~just a scribble~
Dripping maple sap,
the tenebrous trees trap- Golden gelatinous gin. In fruity flagons, like hazel ink, they store their tipsy drink, making the boundary's red robe stretch into a globulous globe Like a barrel of heady ale- A swollen drop of great detail. Impregnated with wondrous wines, Down it descends like dropped dimes.
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