Shouting out good morning, New
Our dear deer I mean rabbit was seen at dawn
At home again where she oughter be.
A good lead to Spring.
And now she’s gone
poetry - jack sender - all of my life
Shouting out good morning, New
Our dear deer I mean rabbit was seen at dawn
At home again where she oughter be.
A good lead to Spring.
And now she’s gone
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