My yard is full of rocks. There are all sorts of different types of rocks.
Some are different colors, different shapes, just different everything.
I saw some bugs on rocks. I saw some red rocks, some broken rocks and some cool looking rocks. They were cool because of their shape and color. I saw a rock that looked like a boot and was brown.
Some rocks were lumpy and rough and not so pleasant to feel. Others were so smooth, you just wanted to take them inside and hang them up on your wall and feel them all day.
Rocks are dirty and I’m not so interested in them, but I did it.
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