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Saturday, February 9, 2013

Ransom

Ranging as wide as East to West
And as high as South to North,
Not a stone is left unturned,
Stream left without feet wet,
Or meadow left untrodden.
Mouth with determintation set
Biosystems to explore,
Relishing everything he's learned
Yet always learning more.
All creatures have a home with him,
Not one's too fierce or gross.
The snakes and frogs out in the bogs
Down to the smallest gnat
All find him a gracious host.
Verbosely he will tell you,
If this naturalist you'll hear,
Some things about life you'll wish you knew

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