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Aug 20
The weather forecast is for today
I wish to see what comes our way
Oh, look, a raging tempest, rather a storm
I hope the skies stay clear and warm

Tomorrow brings a hurricane,
I hope it doesn’t bear my name.
I must return a book today
I hope the winds don't blow it away

Won't you watch The Weather Report with me?
We'll get to watch all the pixels fly away
Whether a cloudy, sunny, or a stormy stay
The Weather Report brightens up my day

The Weather Report
Just a little ****** and quick poem; wanted to put something out there!
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Anonymouse  13/M
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