My block of wood

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A giant tree,
Has fallen on me,

This tree went to a factory,
Where it was cut and shaped

This piece of wood is brown,
The same color as my big brothers crown,

It use to be in a big red barn,
On my great grandfathers farm

It was torn down,
Right down town,

I used if for support,
In my brand new fort

it had a cool entry,
but was destroyed in the storm of the century.

I picked up all the wood,
I lifted what i could,

I stacked them in a pile,
With my best friend kyle,

We had a fire,
Right next to my great grandfathers tire.





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