The Sixth Sense
Monday, April 25, 2011
Snow
Snow,
Look at the way it blows.
It's white,
So pack it up tight.
Watch out, it's cold,
But it's easy to mold.
It's fun,
As long as there's no sun.
But when the sun comes out,
I always start to pout.
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