All stories,matter they are the history of a great nation
The red pot no longer cooked in,
Upon the floor it sits,,
Full to the brim of water,
Beside the counter top,
I have.several.water dishes around my.home
Cool air is rare in this heat,
But our.water is sweet,
Well I put the.baby upon the countertop,
Someone else gave him a tap,
Next I saw the little fellow was leaping out,
Mu h cooler
Much wetter,
A bit scared,
With mom and brother now
Alls right in his world just now,
And yes he is nearly dry,
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