Author's note: This poem is about how happy I was when it snowed finally.
Snow, Snow
Flurries flying
For a month now,
I've been dying,
For a moment like this,
Oh, am I pleasured,
for this very snow,
3 inches, I measured
Excited, running
I put on my coat
The only thing better,
Would be a pet goat.
Really, a pet goat? :-) You only did that so it could rhyme, didn't you? :D
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