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more catch-up ... Hazardous The trees are draped with moss, and frogs croak from the banks. A gator swims with guile; cottonmouths slither by. There may be danger here. There may be danger here. The mall is always packed. Store sales cause lots of fights, and I might lose my car. Hoping I make it out. ~ ~ ~ 10 lines Poet’s Place Café prompt: poetry form – Pirouette (07.11.21) |