The Real Storm Poem by Ari Alsio
The Real Storm
The wind pulled the scarf is blue,
hat on head now glue,
mittens get wet snow gun,
on top of the snowman's a ice hat,
winter in my opinion a cat,
within the tastes of the mother of a bun,
and milk so warm.
Friday, October 2, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: storm
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