Poetry

spores n’ more

Terry Lee III|December 2, 2021

Funny little guys all over the place

Silly little soldiers they are

Who March across dead leaves to bring beauty and balance

Carnivores and omnivores believed to reign the spores

But who gets the last laugh, when the joke keeps going?

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