The strong wind blew the pussy willow branches,
I was walking inside a grove beside an old ranch
Feeling quiet devious,
I’m not going to lie I was feeling like a genius.
I grabbed my matches,
And clawed my way through the grove with only a few scratches.
I was planning to set the trees ablaze,
Like a bomb was about to go off I was in a bit of a daze.
The fire burned ever so ferociously,
The ranch was utterly and truly atrocious.
What have I done?
I should probably run.
Chloe Rose Violet 🌹
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