Day 29 of 30


We’ve had enough of teeth that chatter
The bitter sting of winter’s fist
And spring and fall no longer matter
For spring and fall just don’t exist

The coats and hats that help the cause
We clutch in fear of frost’s repeat
And pray to God for winter’s pause
Just to complain about the heat


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