SeasonsA Poem by MadBubblesSpring 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 Last Updated on January 19, 2014 AuthorMadBubblesmelbourne, victoria, AustraliaAboutMy 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..Writing
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