Lots more snow…
Fluffy cold stuff
I love when it snows
I’d like to punch it
Right in the nose.
Smooth as marble
How frail each flake!
Rivers of slush
Like an ugly snake.
Delicately damp
Alabaster white
To me it’s just
A horrible blight.
The Inuit have
Many words for snow
I just wish
It all would go!
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I don’t mind it too much. Unless it’s too difficult to shovel. I probably have a mermaid from Iceland in my family tree 😀
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Wait, isn’t she the queen in “Frozen”? 😀
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I love your poetry, girlfriend, but still hate the snow. I’ll settle for a Margarita at Sunset any day.
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Was it not clear in my poem that I hate snow too? Bring on the margaritas and sunsets, I say!
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