One trim of the tree came from brown-shaped wood, one of the cements, and the grounds. Sidewalk smell, all those words and lines recovered, one story-like poem short and Long phrase, deeper, summer festival of fun and cheerfulness, whenever, outsiders make some noise and louder compare, parking lot filled up with vehicles and cars. old-fashioned shows from the mid-fifties and sixties, a stylish look, you have some dunk tanks, music chairs, cake walkers, cowgirls and cowboys’ country line dancing, eating contests, cheerleader dance routines, pirate-like sword fighting, and pie-on-the-face. Look, the two duo tap dancers, the color of summer arises, the one musical, the band
played on.
Written by
Michael
James Brindley
2-27-26
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