POETRY

Snow, snow,

it always glows

If you blow,

it will flow

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Snow, snow,

it always grows

If you throw,

it will get low

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Snow, snow,

it’s so cold

If you wear a bow,

everyone raises their brows

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Snow, snow,

it’s so chilly

If you want a sweater,

you should be better

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by

Tanish Pulicharla

Class V

Written in October 2023