A Poem Made From Words Cut Out of Magazines ("It looks like something a serial killer wrote")
Bears and turtles,
struggling in the winter cold on the northeastern edge of the city.
The darkness wet rain
storms and storms
they shiver.
But wonderful Spiderman delivers a Gift.
A warm dry web
amazing as Chocolate his kindness
Heart to Heart Glow of Light
A great beacon in the cold
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