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Jul 2010
Glistening, sparkly, glorious,
Each one unique.
Cold, Icy, Soft on my tounge.
The snow blanketing the world,
Snowmen, snowballs and snow angels.
Oh no! Here comes the sun!
Don't let the snow melt away!
Aww, we're too late,
It's gone away 'til next year!
Copyright by Clara McAdam 2010
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