In winter the snow blows.
Cold, and biting prose.
It blinds my eyes,
and freezes my thighs,
while cascading,
chilly and white.

In summer the sun shines.
Warming even the deepest minds.
It lights my way,
in night and day,
while sparkling,
hot and yellow.

Any other time it just feels like frickin' winter with the damn blizzards all over the place,
it makes me mutter, and draw an ace.
Rabid dog! Get the mace!
aarrgghh! it bit me in the face!
<kick> <whine>
minority! What is this? It's mutating!
The ears, drooping like tears!
The tail, curling up like shape snail.
It's fur, fuzzy and white.
Look at that dumb expression!
It's a bunny!
AIEEEE!
floss your teeth.


<bow> And that was "Weather" by Kona Diamante.
<bow>

-->Kona<--
Lemons prized posession of narcotics
<giggle>

Penned by my hand on the 13th of Ero, in the year 250 AF.