Poem 3

Fitting around the house
nothing much does make sense
a few more hours to labor
a full day without any rest
come on now lets do our best
lest we fall and not get any test

Zipping, slipping, sliding along
rustic leaves tossle in the wind
Making a noise outside so serene
I wonder what next is between
seems like a sweet smelling tree
shuffling around in the breeze.

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