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Poor tip-ity tap-ity raindrops Mapping out uncharted fields Crystal buds take shape and flop Cruising down my windshield Mapping out uncharted fields Drops stumble, slide, glide into place Cruising down my windshield Dance to their own song, own pace Drops stumble, slide, glide into place While shimmering red turns to green Dance to their own song, own pace Brash wipers erase this playful scene While shimmering red turns to green Crystal buds take shape and flop Brash wipers erase this playful scene Poor tip-ity tap-ity raindrops.
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May 11, 2016
May 11, 2016 at 7:27 AM UTC
Raindrops
Poor tip-ity tap-ity raindrops Mapping out uncharted fields Crystal buds take shape and flop Cruising down my windshield Mapping out uncharted fields Drops stumble, slide, glide into place Cruising down my windshield Dance to their own song, own pace Drops stumble, slide, glide into place While shimmering red turns to green Dance to their own song, own pace Brash wipers erase this playful scene While shimmering red turns to green Crystal buds take shape and flop Brash wipers erase this playful scene Poor tip-ity tap-ity raindrops.
Waiting at the lights on a rainy day. First attempt at a pantoum: lines 1234, 2546, 5768, 7381.
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May 11, 2016
May 11, 2016 at 7:27 AM UTC
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