Snow on the doghouse
looks like a frosted muffin.
I want to eat it.
Dawn
The sun's rays heat the
morning dew, making steam baths
for the lady bugs
September
Crunchy leaves cover
the broken sidewalk as I
trudge slowly to school
What Bardo heard as she typed this over the phone:
the phone rings eat thee
morning dew making seem baths
for the lady thugs
raunchy leaves cover
*phone static* more phone static
fudge slowly to school
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