Rural entertainer

Early: rain dappled crabapple. (What’s between her teeth said your youngest girl cat from windowsill.)(Hey buddy not a good look said her brother to your youngest dog.)(Huh she said I can’t hear you I’m mowing.)(Industry ruminated your oldest cat from chair.)(hrd wrk texted your younger cat.) You hung suet, feeders, orange halves; brought mealworms, water, fresh nectar. You steeped tea, worked. (Refreshing taste and has a whistling effect echoed your oldest dog.)(We think that’s a fetching farmer attitude whispered your canaries.)(Oh please she grows nothing said your younger dog from under euonymus.) Scythe moon taps toes, dos-si-dos.

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