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Feb 2021
There was one morning
A farmer so insenced
For someone
Put beautiful crop
Circles
Geometric in nature
In his wheat field that
Called the police
A man of science
The farmer
Didn’t believe in aliens
But was it the work of vandalism
Or
Is the truth out there
Creepypumpkins
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Creepypumpkins  32/F/Ottawa, Ontario, canada
(32/F/Ottawa, Ontario, canada)   
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