Furry Coat For Cold
What would it a fellow cost
To body seal against frost
So it could never be lost?
A wind breaker for bared bust,
You don’t hurry towards dust;
Suicide triggers such vile lust…
On some table banging fist:
“For furry coats build a list
Or some eyes shall gather mist…
Furry Coat for cold weather,
A coarse fabric: Man’s feather.
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