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Jan 2016
The caterpillars preach their sermons,
Crickets string their choirs,
Under the shade of Broadleaf.

Beetles teach their classes,
The sunlight shines through the foliage,
In the morning at Broadleaf.

The leaves are green,
The airport of insects is blue,
A canopy above Broadleaf.
Broadleaf is a place where a bunch of bugs live in the early spring morning.
Daniel Thorne
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Daniel Thorne  21/M/Michigan
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