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.
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