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100 Acre Woods

In case you did not know,

there is a wonderful forest where the toys go.

Inside they bounce and play.

And live out their day.

 

My favorite people live here

even though they are not.

I visit them often,

with or without ***

 

Honey and balloons.

Carrots and OCD.

bouncing tigers and roos

and pigs with anxiety.

 

Owls with terrible spelling

and wonderfully awful advice.

These are the things that comfort me

When the world isn't so nice..

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Written by
timothy-brown
27 / M / English
Published
Nov 29, 2012
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I do not knw what "ther" means, Winnie-ther-Pooh. However I shall explain what you mean to me.

© November 29th, 2012 by Timothy R Brown. All rights reserved.

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