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Gloomy Country Road I walk along the winding road, Clouds in the distance, storms forbode - Gloomy country path at twilight. Cows and critters search for shelter, 'Neath trees in leas, helter skelter. Winds start to blow, picking a fight With leaves, and sand gets in my eyes. Dogs are barking, the bluejay cries, Darkness hides all, here comes the night. 9 lines Nove Otto
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