Week 25 challenge
Writing a limerick having a picnic
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There is the sun up, hot like fire,
and I can see a roaming grey sire.
unwrap the candy, I just lick,
by then, my mom takes a click.
over the greens, I lay and admire.
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Concours; as it says! √
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