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Water ran from my rooftop Came to a complete stop Frozen; I see icicles In my window With a premeditated Motion I, Quickly clenched my fist With measured rage I Struck your beautiful craft Of you I am simply... Sick children with The sniffles, bundled up Asking for the whereabouts Of spring, They too are just Tired of this.... Schitzu from across The street sits behind A window; wondering Where the grass Has gone, memories Of frolicking along Long gone Dear Winter, If only I could I would gladly kick your... Asinine to believe Even just rather briefly That the momentary Beauty of your Pure white snow Would keep me in A suspended state of Awe and admiration; Earnestly speaking I would be most pleased If you could- Pack up all of these Mounds of ice and snow And quietly go straight to... Hellaciously hoping you Forget your way back Next year, Dear Winter.
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Oct 11, 2015
Oct 11, 2015 at 10:23 AM UTC
Dear Winter,
Water ran from my rooftop Came to a complete stop Frozen; I see icicles In my window With a premeditated Motion I, Quickly clenched my fist With measured rage I Struck your beautiful craft Of you I am simply... Sick children with The sniffles, bundled up Asking for the whereabouts Of spring, They too are just Tired of this.... Schitzu from across The street sits behind A window; wondering Where the grass Has gone, memories Of frolicking along Long gone Dear Winter, If only I could I would gladly kick your... Asinine to believe Even just rather briefly That the momentary Beauty of your Pure white snow Would keep me in A suspended state of Awe and admiration; Earnestly speaking I would be most pleased If you could- Pack up all of these Mounds of ice and snow And quietly go straight to... Hellaciously hoping you Forget your way back Next year, Dear Winter.
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Oct 11, 2015
Oct 11, 2015 at 10:23 AM UTC
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