Seasons

Seasons

A Poem by MadBubbles

Spring and summer.

Winter is such a bummer.

Autumn is were the dead fall.

Then up sprout new leaves were the birds call.

Time to run, to the shade.

Summers coming with your skin to raid.

Then up we get to do it again!

© 2014 MadBubbles


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Added on January 18, 2014
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MadBubbles
MadBubbles

melbourne, victoria, Australia



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My name is Jocelyn. I like bubbles, I like ferrets, I like phoenixes, I like penguins and I like owls. I have 2 ferrets named Vindy and Poppy, I have a 4 week old kitten called Kovu or Jellyman and I .. more..

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