Under a maple tree The dog lies down, Lolls his limp Tongue, yawns, Rests his chin Carefully between Front paws; Looks up, alert; Chops, with heavy Jaws, at a slow fly, Blinks, rolls On his side, Sighs, closes His eyes: sleeps All afternoon In his loose skin. - Valerie Worth
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I like how in this picture the girl have their arms under the log to carry it and somehow the boys are helping carry it with their arms on top?
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