Winter Morning Poem by Ogden Nash.
     Winter is the king of showmen,
Turning tree stumps into snow men,
And houses into birthday cakes,
And spreading sugar over lakes.
Smooth and clean and frosty white,
The world looks good enough to bite.
That's the season to be young
Catching snowflakes on your tongue.
Snow is snowy when it's snowing
I'm sorry it's slushy when it's going.

🍃ღ🍓ღ🍃 
    (¯`✻´¯) 𝓢𝓹𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓴𝓵𝓮𝓼 ❤️ 
     `*.¸.*✻ღ🍓ღ.¸¸.🍃

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             ( ˶•༝•)
           ୭( づ✿
 𝔁𝓸𝔁𝓸 кลℓэ√ลℓล

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Ty

Mouse. Ty

Mouse. Ty

🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️
You know i love my fairyland friends
     cuz they all live where the rainbow ends
     we sit  and chat and sprinkle away
     in the hopes of level 42 some day
     we finally make it and think we're done
     then another release to hook everyone
     we want to replant; we start to get bored
     we buy more dust we cant afford
     it must be super; it has to be great
     the perfect critter will eat our bait
     we water and wait if it takes all day
     cuz the best critter of all is on the way!
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xxx

Thanks for the triceratops!! It added some twigs to my nest:))