I had a wrong impression of him
I had a wrong impression
Of him
But after I meet him
He sounded like a nice men
I must say that I like him a lot
We talk about lots of things
I ask him how is life treating him?
He told me not so well
This is because
Mother nature don't want to give up
Even though it is spring
She send as more snow
That is a bad news
For us
We are not crazy about the snow
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