When I think of Winter,
I think of the Snow
Although how it happens,
I will never ever know
I see it on TV,
I hear it from my friends
I build a snowman in my mind,
Knowing its just pretend
I've never seen a Snowflake,
I've never seen Black Ice
But that's a Fuckin good thing,
Cause I'd hate to pay the price
For where I come from,
The seasons are out of wack
They can't make up their mind,
They seem to backtrack
My Summer is Summer,
but my Winter is Spring
So what the flying fuck is Snow
Is Winter even a thing?
Submitted: January 03, 2020
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