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Showing posts with label dry woods. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dry woods. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 30, 2020

BUGS COME FOR MY SLAUGHTER

As the woods becomes dry bugs get thirsty mean,
And, I'm looked upon as a thirst quenching canteen,
So, bugs come for my slaughter,
To drink dry all my water,
Then, the dry meat from my bones worms will clean.