Alexander the Alligator
Ate eighteen apples
After his accident in August.
The sun shines so sparingly in September.
In Woodstock we are worthy
To be wished a wonderful weekend
By willing, wacky, Western-Mainers.
Love lingers longest
When lead by lecturing leaders
and the Lord of your life.
(original and unedited)
(assignment for Polliwog Writing Lesson #11)
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