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Buffed in fairy dust
9 fields of glowing pumpkins
bought the Grim Reaper
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warm glowing pumpkins
gracing our brimming tables
warm filling for pies
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Are my settlers cold.
No, my settlers are hearty,
My settlers are strong.
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Trees draped in crimson
Morning frost upon the grass
Portent of Winter
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Geologists are jolly
Islands all presents/holly
Dumb mines empty gain
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amidst falling leaves,
drying grass and bare branches-
snow begins to fall
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wrote a fourth entry
for the fall haiku contest-
really want those gems!
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amidst autumn winds,
shorter days and colder nights-
our breath warms the air
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Recruit
Leaves are falling down,
like my drunken cavalry.
No more thirty brew.
Last edited by LadyCerridwyn; 11-27-13 at 09:57 am.
Reason: Error in brew amount.
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whistling blowing winds
tear dry leaves from sleeping trees:
cold winter begins
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