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Wolfe. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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Office 230 dead as storm nails battered in monkey breezes
Let’s battle Europe yesterday
After the clouds pass away
Or maybe you could stay for a while
And make the count some tea
230 dead storm nails battered…
Remember the days when Nestle hot
Chocolate was so comforting
After a long snow trip
In the winddrifts
Of a PA
Remember when it used to actually snow
On a Pennsylvania afternoon?