flowers everywhere
green grass and buds on the trees
where's eighty degrees
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The truth is in the context. My context involves packing lunches, pushing vegetables, making beds, washing clothes, lots of singing and dancing, and pretending to hunt Bison. This blog is where I report my truth ... often in verse, seldom in rhyme, and never meant to be vocalized.
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