Reversal
Summer died, and is cold
Seems like we are turtle
Everywhere I see them!
By pulling past in shell
Shorter turned lengthier
Neck was once stretched
No more so, nothing's same!
Long and short have reversed
Thin and thick are exchanged
Hot summer took away the sleeves
In cold now, they grew longer, thick
The necks too have had a sharp shrunk.
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