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Haiku’s Winter/spring Winter and spring Boring and lean all So mean just a thing Smells Sweet smells fill the air As I brush and comb my hair Though you shouldn’t care Dogs Some are really mean They come in sizes big, small They’re all different Thanksgiving Thou you see pies Hear everyone's lies And on that day Not one of your cousins away Know you're Sick of them all Going on and on about everything In their lives Visualizing and Imitating Nieces, uncles, granny Giving, talking,laughing on that day, all of the hope and love never goes away. |