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The Feast

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Amidst novels of crisp pages,
I sit, eyes munching on words.
An aroma of simmering phrases
Invites my imagination to dine




The feasting begins!

Soaring to a storybook picnic,
I lunch with faeries and wizards.
Pocketing Hagrid’s rock cakes,
I savor bowls of sentence stew.


The feasting continues!

Darkness cloaks peacock hills;
Rain falls, smudges bright land.
Close, Mother Thunder rumbles;
I duck, hasten to my homework.


The feasting ends!





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