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Jackson, Mike; and Jackson, Laura
Nightmare of Turbines
The Nightmare of Turbines ’Twas the first night of summer, when all through the forest Not a human was stirring, not even a tourist. Mosquitoes were buzzing my tent everywhere Tree frogs were calling in the cool evening air. The wood rats were yawning while leaving their beds, While visions of acorns danced in their heads. And bats by the thousands flew all through the sky, Catching the skeeters without batting an eye. When out in the woods there arose . . . Complete article »
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