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Holly (Free verse) by wlshepherd She came out of the forest
With leaves in her hands,
And twigs in her hair.
I tried to take them out
But they were caught,
Snagged, stuck,
The spines and rips
Holding onto her fast.
She kept asking me to stop,
But who was I to stop?
She went into the forest
With leaves and twigs,
And her hands in her hair.
Up the ladder:
The Long Walk Back
Down the ladder:
Wise Clogg!
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Posted: May 16, 2002 4:59 AM PDT; Last modified: May 16, 2002 4:59 AM PDTWeighted score: 4.9390783 Overall Rank: 9123 Comments:
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10-Jul-02/2:43 PM
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Good work LET'S PARTY
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