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About This Poem
Phantasmagoric
I look outside I don't see snow
I don't see ice on the trees
All I see is palm trees and ocean
As far as my eyes can see
Must've died and gone to heaven
Could explain this feeling euphoric
Or maybe coz I'm lying on a beach
It's utterly phantasmagoric
They say temps are below normal
But this guy ain't feeling no freeze
I'm sure not shivering uncontrollably
No knocking down in my knees
It'll definitely be over way too soon
So I'll enjoy myself while I can
I'll slather myself up with SPF 30
And end up with a gorgeous tan
When I get back to civilization
And show off my sun tanned bod
Ladies will swoon and faint away
To see this adonis-like god!
© Jack Ellison 2013
Wrote this last year while enjoying a vacation in sunny Florida!
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