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Winters Reign

OLD MAN WINTER, IS WICKEDLY MEAN. HE'S BEEN KNOWN, TO CREATE A SCENE. HE LOVES TO GET RIGHT IN YOUR FACE. YOU CAN BUNDLE UP AND NOT BE SAFE. FOR OLD MAN WINTER IT'S THE NORM. TO UN-LEASH A CRIPPLING WINTER STORM. HE'LL FREEZE THE RAIN. HE'LL SHUT DOWN STATES. HE'LL LEAVE YOU STRANDED, IN THE HAND'S OF FATE. HE'LL STOP YOU COLD, RIGHT IN YOUR TRACKS. HE'LL BITE YOUR TOES, AND TURN THEM BLACK. OLD MAN WINTER, HAS NO REMORSE. MORTAL BEINGS, HAVE NO RECOURSE.

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Date: 12/21/2016 4:04:00 PM
Right on, Michael! Yes, that old man can be one nasty bugger. A good poem to be reading while dry and warm. : )
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Michael E. Harris
Date: 1/18/2017 10:29:00 PM
Thank You Doug. I have a series of Old Man Winter poems enjoy.

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