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The winter comes The frog is happy She becomes AS the giant Chasing the tiger Who searched for a small hole Made by a small ant Digging deepest womb of the mount He vibrated and CHURM OUT THE BUG HE CARRIED THAT CLOUD He threw it and overlapped The cloud got anger She cried, cried The rains downed As the tears were there It revolted and made a fact The flies spread their wings The wings prevented the sun from getting up The sun cried The waves blew up Making the fishes in rows Demanding the barghout to nip The moon who planned to the sun The moon cried The winds were up The date trees threw their date over the birds Who drew the Thorne from the sun They gave the throne to mum My mum, yours are the queen We must be their knights
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Feb 20, 2020
Feb 20, 2020 at 6:14 PM UTC
THE WINTER COMES
The winter comes The frog is happy She becomes AS the giant Chasing the tiger Who searched for a small hole Made by a small ant Digging deepest womb of the mount He vibrated and CHURM OUT THE BUG HE CARRIED THAT CLOUD He threw it and overlapped The cloud got anger She cried, cried The rains downed As the tears were there It revolted and made a fact The flies spread their wings The wings prevented the sun from getting up The sun cried The waves blew up Making the fishes in rows Demanding the barghout to nip The moon who planned to the sun The moon cried The winds were up The date trees threw their date over the birds Who drew the Thorne from the sun They gave the throne to mum My mum, yours are the queen We must be their knights
THE NEEDING OF LOVE, RESPECT, FAITH AND THE HOEST,. THEY BE ABSENT.
#ant#sun#moon#flies#spread#wings
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mohamad-taha-safan
M/Egypt
Feb 20, 2020
Feb 20, 2020 at 6:14 PM UTC
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