Found Poetry 410
10/20/20
he was lost on the highest hilltop in a sweat he looked all around North, South, East, and West all refused he shouted for help but only got an echo he looked up, but the sun gave no clue all the animals there were very amused for they learned a skill long ago to get down you just have to roll
This poem was created from Walden by Henry Thoreau. Click here to get Walden.
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