Why would politeness make any difference. They never listen. They all go their own sweet way giving us the finger as they do.
We need to do something to keep them to the path. Those flowers are last of their kind, if they get trampled that’s it. How about. KEEP OUT MINES!
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This is my entry for Kat Myrman of Like Murcury Colliding Twittering Tales photo prompt.





