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Poem: Seasons
Poem: Seasons
The sun was scorching and the earth was burning.
Hot winds were blowing strongly.
The body was sweating a lot,
everyone was fanning themselves.
Come clouds! Dark clouds!
Drive away the heat! Clouds...
The sun was scorching and the earth was burning.
Hot winds were blowing strongly.
The body was sweating a lot,
everyone was fanning themselves.
Come clouds! Dark clouds!
Drive away the heat! Clouds...
