North Wind
The north wind got mad and hurled his wrath
He threw the snow across the land
But it did not make him calm
He took a deep breath and blew
He blew so hard that the snow
Whirled around making it howl
It howled far into the night
He froze all within his sight
With each breath he began to calm
Soon he was not making a sound
The north wind regained his composure.
But left his anger lying on the snowy ground.
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