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weather wether

The weatherman has spoken
No more rain throughout the week,
The heavens will be broken
And the sun rays out will leak,
I hope the frosty weather
And all of its disgrace,
Will get somewhat better
And autumn we’ll embrace,
I don’t like staying inside
Just clinging to the screen,
My only consolation
Is looking at your sheen.
Written by joeborg
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