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The Web Poetry Corner - Meghan Peck - A Snowflake
A crisp snowflake falls onto my nose,
My tongue trys to lick it,
But it is too high,
I run inside for a spoon,
But it is too late,
My snowflake has melted,
So I take the spoon outside,
And catch many snowflakes,
Oh how tasty they are.
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