pen & ink drawing w/color pencils
Plum bird flew to the plum plum tree,
lands and sings the plum plum song,
sweetly nests in the plum plum boughs
then dreams the dreams of plum plum wilds.
Wakes to the pop of the plum plum bloom;
drinks the nectar of plumish juice,
nibbles the fruit of the plum plum plum—
takes to the sky till its nighttime roost.
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