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Apple Country Dirt Road

the apples fall
on green grass
hornets buzz profusely
the scarecrow grins
before autumn's ritual
count the red apples
1, 2, 3, now twenty
on the ground
hornets make a buzzing
sound
a quiet dirt road
and apples never sound
Written by KevinRottweiler
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