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A poem about winter's deadliness. |
| Carving gusts of winter, Greet them with Jack Frost bites. Trembled bodies splinter, Death’s lonely kiss delights. Silence hastens after, Echoing somber nights. This is a Harrisham Rhyme Poem. This poem consist of 6 lines. This specific poem has 6 syllables per line. The rhyme scheme is a,b,a,b,a,b. The last letter of the first word of each line is the first letter of the first word of the next line. |