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Swampyville’s - “A Swampyville Spring”!

From the Swampyville Gazette!

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Fill in the below blanks with the following words or use your own words.

All, along, be, brook, by, clash, clover, fly, gone, nook, over, stash, tall, tree,

A Swampyville Spring! By L. Don Oliver

In my seventy third Spring, The squirrels are digging up their __; The little sparrow is on the wing, The honeybee and hummingbird about to __;

The Blue Heron is on it's perch, Waiting for a tasty meal to swim ; The flowers are unfolding their blooms, Where the warbling wrens still _;

A black racer snake chasing a lizard, The fish are leaping in the __; A frog croaking upon a lily pad, The hungry bear departs it's _;

An unconcerned cold blooded Alligator, Lazily sunning upon a fallen __; A large clump of water hyacinths, floating to where they shouldn't ;

Fishing with an old cane pole, Watching the cork bobbing __; Lifting the line from the water, No worry that the bait is _;

Remembering a far away youth, Searching for a four leaf ___; Perhaps one day I will find it, Before this existence is _;

The leaves are shading green, The cypress trees are growing _; I will enjoy every approaching spring, Until, for me, there is none at ;

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Freedom's Wake! By L. Don Oliver

Standing by a grave stone, History etched upon it's face; One who sacrificed his all, Is now lying in disgrace;

He heard the beating of a drum, The beckoning call of a fife; Never once thinking of himself, He went forth to pledge his life;

Into the Valley of the Damned, No thought to his own affair; For God, family and country, He dared to venture there;

Now, he is purposely forgotten, Lying in a field overgrown with weeds; No one there to salute his valor. Too busy with their own selfish needs;

We are in the Progressive's fold, Where Freedom has become passe; What we once could say before, Today, we dare not say;

When Internationalism seals it's place, And Nationalism is without any call; We have only ourselves to blame, For this Republic's eventual fall;

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Swampyville’s - “Freedoms Wake”!

From the Swampyville Gazette!

You're the Poet!

Fill in the below blanks with the following words or use your own word.

Affair, call, disgrace, face, fall, fife, life, needs, passe, say, there, weeds.

Freedom's Wake! By L. Don Oliver

Standing by a grave stone, History etched upon it's _; One who sacrificed his all, Is now lying in _;

He heard the beating of a drum, The beckoning call of a _; Never once thinking of himself, He went forth to pledge his _;

Into the Valley of the Damned, No thought to his own ___; For God, family and country, He dared to venture __;

Now, he is purposely forgotten, Lying in a field overgrown with __; No one there to salute his valor. Too busy with their own selfish __;

We are in the Progressive's fold, Where Freedom has become __; What we once could say before, Today, we dare not ;

When Internationalism seals it's place, And Nationalism is without any _; We have only ourselves to blame, For this Republic's eventual _;

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One Yellow Rose! By L. Don Oliver

While trimming the abundant weeds, Before the event of Summer kind; A very lovely Yellow Rose, While weeding, I did find;

Where did it come from, Mine not to reason why; It was such a beautiful rose, Enough to make this one sigh;

Not wishing to cut it down, I trimmed around it's base; I espied an industrious Honeybee, Exiting it's lovely face;

The little Honeybee returned, I let the Yellow Rose lie; It's beauty to never be seen, If I had caused it to die;

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