For: Seasons Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Joseph May
December 4, 2025
Summer wind is blowing through me telling of the season’s coming, whirlwinds of heat and fire will be spreading through the forests slumming. Like the rodents running mazes summer wind is blowing through me, suddenly its heat amazes, wails destruction like a banshee. Away with torment this I plea, wither it with gentle breezes~ summer wind is blowing through me nothing in its presence pleases. Hurry now the autumn’s cooling or bathe me in the deep blue sea, I am weary of this grueling, summer wind is blowing through me
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