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It Lies
no wintry night beats
and rattles my windowpane
like Marley's ghost
the freezing gusts, too, are a farce,
so is the unlawful snow
the Spring is just concealed
a bit short of here;
I know
buds begin swelling
though carpeted with ice
to delay
© Brian Hodgkinson Jr. (aka) Limericist 2021
Wednesday 7th April 2021 6:12 pm
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