Tuesday, 17 July 2012

Winter poem

Winter...
  • My frozen head gose red & icey
  • My freezing nose get's frozen & blocked 
  • My could lips get frostey & iced 
  • My very cold fingers tingile
  • My solid legs are shaking very hard 
Winter...
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