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Symbiotic Nature
A hidden buzz murmurs Swarming from a soft chatter Deep within a maple tree. A chorus, one-thousand strong Yells a visual crescendo Dispersed in aerosol fashion; With bus-yellow tuxedos Blasting two-toned horns Pitched at harsh intervals, To escape the giants' crowds. Without barking a hunt ensues For pastoral servitude and Survival, amid sundry masses; In-between sidewalk cracks Waving petals waft a fragrant help. "Stormy's poetry newsletter & contest" Prompt words: crowds horns chatter yelling buses escape sidewalks barking
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