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Sunday, August 6, 2017

Snowball Wars~A Poem by Me




Snowball Wars



The snowballs, white and round, flying here and there, bursting on a tired, shivering coat.

Splattering on a coat to little soft pieces, littering on the ground, to where the rest of the snow is.

Giant complicated snow fort, with black snow launchers mounted, ready to fire, only to be taken out by a snowball flyer, who's snowball gave a yell of prevail.

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