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Can you guess what I'm talking about? |
| They travel many miles in a day, Discovering new paths. They are mistreated in the rain, mud, snow. Left wondering beneath a shelf. Some are comfortable and warm, While others cause blisters and pain. Each one has a unique story, A journey all its own. At the end of the day fragrant, But appreciated. What are they? If you care to guess, or really want to know, leave a review with your answer. I will get back to everyone. 50 GP's to anyone who gets it right. Good luck! |