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MR. WEATHER
Why can't you make up your mind, Mr. Weather? Give us something other than cold nights and hot days? Summer hasn't yet arrived and I'm in a miserable sweat. What's wrong with mild days, clear skies, sunshine, or a light misty rain, Perhaps a little breeze to clear the air? Why must you freeze my plants then burn them alive? They did nothing to make you so cruel. Tell me, Mr. Weather, I want to know. Why accost us with disastrous storms and floods that destroy, Gray clouds that make for a dreary, dismal day? Please, Mr. Weather, send us a beautiful day..
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