Just a jacket fits the bill –
Is the weather I adore
And that which lures me out the door.
You
can keep your summer damp
Or swimming days for beach or camp;
Lay temps on me just north of cold
And skies of azure to behold.
Or swimming days for beach or camp;
Lay temps on me just north of cold
And skies of azure to behold.
Staying
in on days like these,
Unless you’re riddled with disease,
Is close to what I’d call a crime
And not deserving of this rhyme!
Unless you’re riddled with disease,
Is close to what I’d call a crime
And not deserving of this rhyme!
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