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WEATHER
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O SUNNY DAY
YOU MAKE ME GAY
WITH YOUR SUN SHINING BRIGHT
SO THE PLANE STARTS ITS FLIGHT
WINDY DAY
YOU MAKE ME SAY
I'M SO COLD
MY DRESS, YOU MAKE IT FOLD
THE DARK RAINY DAY
IS COMING TODAY
SO NEIGHBORS CLOSE YOUR DOORS
BEFORE THE RAIN POURS
THE STORMY WEATHER
THAT PLUCKS A CHICKEN FEATHER,
THAT ALL THE PEOPLE FEAR
THE THUNDER THAT THEY HEAR
THE FOUR WEATHERS I LIKE THE BEST
I SURE WOULD LOVE THE REST. |
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PAULA REYES
FIRST POEM AT 7 YEARS OLD
MANILA, PHILIPPINES
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