One, Two, Three
Here sprouts the little seed
Four, Five, Six
The tree grows branches and sticks
Seven, Eight, Nine
It's fruition time
Ten, Eleven, Twelve
It's been cut down, and now it's a couple of shelves.
YOU ARE READING
Random Rhymes
PoetryI'll write random things, and poems. In the comments below, you can suggest, ask questions, or request for them! Updating soon~
