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| | | | | Spirit of the woodland, me Though I don't reside in any tree Rather would I be Like a butterfly or bee That flits from flower to flower Throughout every woodland bower And as I fly I never do tarry But with me always carry To cut away the dead and withering, a pruning knife And... | |
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| | | | | . , . I've been sweeping these streets for years. It's not the most glamorous job in the world but it's a lot more interesting than sitting in a stuffy office or stacking shelves in a supermarket. I see all sorts of things, earlier today whilst sweeping South Street I saw a guy leaving number... | |
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thisisanotherstory.com
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| | | | | Randy, a janitor disappointed with his career, envies a commercial's success story, reflecting on his unfulfilled dreams of being a star instead of cleaning halls. | |
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wordsandcoffeewriting.com
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| | | vibrant and speckled trench lily in the wild burst forth with sweet scent seek attention and flourish confident and merciful This week's Wea've Written Weekly prompt is from Brandon, who asks us to do the following: Now that May has arrived, I'd like you to write a descriptive poem about your favorite flower; Write about... | ||