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May 2023
Timmy the tick
On a high blade of grass
Spied a delicious looking
Furry thing
Sleeping
Near the back path
At sunrise he started
Making his way
Getting all through the yard
Took the entire day!  
Timmy made it
And got all the way there
Only to find
A furry teddy bear
Written by
Krista Delle Femine  50/F/Massachusetts
(50/F/Massachusetts)   
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