[Annie]: 415.Miscellaneous.Unlazy Poets.June

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The blasted heat is outside
The accursed cold is inside
How I suffer in my room
Yet how I loathe leaving this tomb
I beg my father – more heat!
But all I get is a swift retreat.
He'll have my head
Or so I dread.
Ok, I'm ridiculous,
But the cold makes me frivolous!


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