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The Wind Blows
It's a dark night
The wind howls outside,
Looks like we are in for
One hell of a ride.
The wind blows at 52 miles an hour or more
The rain starts coming down,
I'm not worried though
My face doesn't hold a frown.
A good thing about
The wind blowing around outside,
It's a nice warm wind
And gulls swiftly glide.
Copyright Cynthia Jones
Sept.29/2005
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