SMAC972 - LIBERTY



Whose woods these are I think I  know
Undulant,
I walk very slow
I never had a chance to shine,
with God's anger a step behind,

If you never did you should. These things are fun and fun is good.

Frost
Pound
Silverstein
Dahl
Bukowski
Dr. Suess

The End

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