The Scribbler's Dream
5.22.2014
Summer Cold
Cold, summer cold
A weakling that was once bold
Told he was, not to underestimate
The power of nature, is no joke
Paid no heed, so paid the price
A weakling that was once bold
Cold, summer cold
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