Swampyville's - A Tall Tales Winter!
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 Swampyville's - You're the Poet!
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From the Swampyville Gazette!

Swampyville's - Your the Poet!

Fill in the below blanks with the following words or

use your own words.

Blows, consent, content, fright, knows, loud,

shroud, sight.

A Tall Tales Winter!

By L. Don Oliver

The sun is shinning bright,

With a warming delight,

In a Winter of our _______;

No thought of the North,

Summer apparel we sport,

Of this we willingly _______;

Snow clouds are building,

A warm front is shielding,

From the frozen ______;

Pine trees begin scowling,

To the Northeast they are bowing,

From the screaming wind's ____;

The tree line once standing,

Is no longer commanding,

The pleaures of it's _____;

The disappearance of it's form,

That once came with each morn,

Leave's only feelings of ______;

What's bad for the Drake,

Maybe good for the Snake,

But, no one really _____;

We still have to defend,

On what reality sends,

After a destructive wind _____;
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