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Plums

It’s bedtime for the little

plums

As purple eve turned black

But one plum wasn’t

sleepy yet

And pulled the covers

back.

Alert and up, precocious

plum,

Awake enough to roam;

And so indeed this

little plum

Now wandered round

the home.

Then mama plum

flicked on the light

And gasped a bit in shout

With all the plums

all tucked snug in

But one plum tuckered

out.

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