Polar Vortex - Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI
I'm not an astronomer or a palm's reader, but I'm merely a human being who sees What's going on around normally, We're gladly in the mid of July In which it's hot, at least, Where I am, but That polar vortex will happen somewhere To turn the hot month into a cold one suddenly, so Do you believe it? Of course, we're in a different world.
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