Alphabet 7
Zillions of seconds have gone by since I started this series
All though this poem is Done. We can Still have Lots Of fun. Before the day is done everything under the sun's Zenith will be as one. Yellow Moon and Xylophone music Plays Quietly in the background. Jokers taking their Final curtain call and night time prevails. Kings soothe their queens and Rowdy bundles of joy as the grass turns a dark shade of Green.
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