Cold Spell
R Ray Hansell
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The sun outside
Is beating down
No Relief
On the ground
No breeze
To move the air
Mother Nature
Doesn't care
As the day goes on
The hotter it gets
No relief
In sight yet
Another day
With three digit heat
It's a cold spell
We'd love to meet
9-4-19/RjH
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