Time To Hunt: Winter Clothes? Poem by Terence George Craddock

is it time
time to hunt
out winter clothes
clothes boots brrrrr
brrrrr feeling cold
cold exhaling ice breath
exhaling ice breath
breath of beast breathing winter?

he he he lol it is not raining here
still very hot here my dear
come here sit under a tree
share a few drinks with me

come here sit under a summer tree
still very hot sunshine here my dear
come here sit under a shady tree
share a few drinks enjoy with me
in summer sunlight we shall slumber
not counting days of winter hunger


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