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Every fall when the harvest is in,
Mr. and Mrs. Dot would go to the crop
and find nothing growing.
Ever since 1962,
nothing has grown
on the acres and acres of land.
With no money to spend,
they had to sell that house,
even though it was passed down by generation.
So there was sadness on the farm
as the Dots thought about
all those memories.
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