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Ben E. When the West Wind Blows...When the west wind blows Mother Nature shakes the ground And tumbles down the rain And people bring their garden gnomes inside The plains freeze over with little drops of glitter Softly sprung, a dance of light Majestic in its complexity, and simplicity And the cats and dogs come inside the house The children gather around the fireplace Somber in their discontent Basking in the sultry lick of the flames And in comes the patio furniture The snow falls in sheets on the plain Deftly leaving no tree without a burden Blanketing the roof and chimney And mother takes in the Tulip from the windowsill And outside, as the icy gale bears down The gnomes, and cats, and dogs, and flowers, and furniture All sit by the door Waiting, waiting, until tomorrow. |
[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2012 EDITION]
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