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Spine Chilling
Ice pops and cold brew in a gust,
twice shy but always I’m bitten;
Price is right for the richest high,
spice swirled in leaves a gal smitten;
Cheat code for a frosty blizzard,
treat black ice until it’s melting;
Heat isn’t just born in a fire,
beat that fever with spine-chilling.
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Melani Udaeta
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