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Feb 2015
The winter cannot be beat with the ground covered in sleet.
Summer is lots of fun
while we play in the burning sun
Fall, Fall it is a ball
the whole way through wild can't call
Try to spring into Spring with all of the other beings
this is my first poem,
Written by
anthony connell
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