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Sticking up through fine whiskers of barley swaying in a lively breeze a dark tipped pair of ears flicking a “V” “Now the crops are growing you won’t catch me!” . Christopher Perry 24th May, 2020

25th May 2020

Sticking up through

fine whiskers of barley

swaying in a lively breeze

a dark tipped pair of ears

flicking a “V”

“Now the crops are growing

you won’t catch me!”

.

Christopher Perry

24th May, 2020

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