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Jan 2017
I red them all, from dawn til dusk
They blue me still with little fuss
Then greying soon we stole away
Until night fell; we oranged all day!
But purpling fervor came too soon
And midnight blackened afternoon
Now all that’s left is what we’ve greened
We’re ever yellowing, or so it seems.
just a bit of rhymeplay
RJ Days
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RJ Days  Pennsylvania
(Pennsylvania)   
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