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Frosty Jack

Poetry By: Tango

Tags: Ice, Frost

Here in New Zealand, it is mid winter, and everything is frozen ib=n the morning.

Submitted:Jun 26, 2007    Reads: 85    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

Frosty Jack

Last night the moon was shining clear and bright,
so Jack frost came a calling,
painting everything, a shining silver white.
But as the sun, over the hill came a creeping,
he picked up his tools,and fled,
his tail between his legs a weeping.



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