Billows in blackness
Another springtime Yule
Cargo shorts, slides, & short sleeves
Impossible seasonal sheds without seasons
The pendulum fails the autumn swing; no balance, no peace
Chaotic skies, their routine long forgotten
The calls of the aged go ignored by youth too new to comprehend
No need; our clocks runneth dry
Enjoy your flaming rock, you boarding school poons


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