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On Again, Off Again
On again, off again relationship with winter
Some days, the sun hugs me,
And on other days
The wind makes my butt freeze.
Through the sunny days
I don't wear many clothes,
But on the coldest of days
I have to be where the warmth flows.
Damn him, Mr. Jack Frost
On again, off again relationship with winter,
Maybe I'll just stay in and hibernate
By springtime, I'll be a great sprinter.
Copyright Cynthia Jones
Jan.31/2006
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