I've drawn a big square
Then another
In each corner
Inside the big one
I have a house
Just the same as the one
I drew when I was five
With a little stick dog
a tree
And a winding path
All out of perspective
Little's changed
I can't sketch
The tree is deciduous
A dog now barks
My path meanders
May 17, 2025
May 17, 2025 at 3:47 AM UTC
I've drawn a big square
Then another
In each corner
Inside the big one
I have a house
Just the same as the one
I drew when I was five
With a little stick dog
a tree
And a winding path
All out of perspective
Little's changed
I can't sketch
The tree is deciduous
A dog now barks
My path meanders
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