Snowflakes
J
James McLain
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Snowflakes;
I counted them each off.
Before I grew tired.
How they danced,
white powder dumped deep inside the city.
Then I took my pencil out to write
the rebels down ward some they rode.
And arms developed ringing loud
thus comming I resigned their brig.
And tens,
of my once majestic toes they
gathered for a gauge!
Seeking deep mine their revenge.
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