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Dec 20
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Zorro

Frozen Innocence

That puffy innocent
frozenness sure 
looks harmless from
the inside of my cozy warm house.

But, past expierence tells me 
it's not so seemingly harmless 
down your snowpants 
or sliding down the back of your neck.

Or in some unfortunate cases
melting down your cold, oh so cold,
cheeks as your clumsy sibling tries
to somehow fit an apology out of his mouth.

No, I'll never be fooled again,
although it does look pretty and 
it marks the season,
I won't fall into its trap.
 
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Posted: 12.20.20
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  1. cedar
    Dec 22, 2020

    Heheh, just the other day I was reminded of how awful it is to get a fat glob of snow down the back of your shirt... grabbed a tree and loosed a load of the stuff on my head. :|

    Dear Lord, please put your arm around my shoulder and your hand over my mouth.

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  1. Zorro
    Dec 22, 2020

    Oh no! I hope you got inside fast! :)

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