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I Want It Now

Right now I’m thinking, Beach, ocean, sea, waves and gulls around me; Sand and salty breezes in my hair; It’s nineteen degrees outside and I’m frigid, even here, inside. I don’t suppose an obliging house elf Would conjure it for me, would he? What am I saying? There he is, napping snugly beneath my electric blanket; The one he won from me in a poker game!

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Date: 1/18/2019 9:39:00 AM
LOL I understand. This is a fun poem. :)
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M. L. Kiser
Date: 1/18/2019 1:04:00 PM
I'm itching for Spring already. Thanks.
Date: 1/18/2019 7:44:00 AM
A lovely and delightful poem, ML.
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M. L. Kiser
Date: 1/18/2019 8:49:00 AM
Good, I like writing these fun ones occasionally. Thanks again for stopping by to comment.