Fat Fingers
Fat fingers stuffed into white gloves
Blown by the nor easterly wind
Pine limbs get heavy under winter's icy blow
Some can't stand so tall anymore and even some do fall
Weeping Willow's tears are frozen as her limb sway with the breeze
She is now wishing that she had some glove like leaves
Winter is releasing a terrible blow of ice and cold
Chilling all the birds and bees
How they long for Spring's sweet breath
To give sweet relief__
Finis'
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