Jack Frost came
a thief in the night
His touch left my flowers
a sad ugly sight.
He lingered till morning
Whisked away by the sun
but he left a message
in the damage he done.
he'll bring old man winter
( Winter's just round the bend)
He's waiting for Autumn
to come to her end.
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