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Acorns

Acorns lying by a tree,

plenty there for you and me.

but please be careful what you do,

for acorn legends all are true.

Pick up only one or two,

take them gently home with you.

Put them in a secret spot,

not too cold, not too hot.

Watch them shake, and hatch, then giggle!

Acorns are the eggs of squirrels!

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jeremy-wyatt
Welsh
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Jan 9, 2011
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