Winter haiku
I can seethe snow falling on the snowman’s head. I can taste the hot chicken and the green brocoli. I can touch the cold winter wind that flew on my face. I can smell the chicken aroma that joyfully went in my nose.
I can seethe snow falling on the snowman’s head. I can taste the hot chicken and the green brocoli. I can touch the cold winter wind that flew on my face. I can smell the chicken aroma that joyfully went in my nose.
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