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Seasons

The frosty chicken sitting and roasting in the oven

whilst outside it is snow heaven and snowmen

are roaming the land and taking over front yards

 

Horrendously salty sea splashing and sploshing.

Ice cream touching my tongue making me go hyper.

Silk soft sand flying all around and being made into castles.

 

Crunchy dead leaves being stepped on all over the ground.

Smell of barbecue sausages riding the air ready to be eaten.

Cold weather all around that cannot be stopped.

 

One Response to “Seasons”

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