Winter is Coming
A twisted Haiku
Winter is coming
Yeah, Autumn is surely screwed
Thus, Spring shall be born
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Andrew C McDonald
Andrew McDonald was a 911 dispatcher for 30 yrs with a B.S. in Math (1985). He served as an Army officer 1985 to 1992, honorably exiting a captain.
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Comments (4)
This is so Lovely
Hooray! Come on, Spring! Shame about Autumn though.
How about Summer? Hehehehehe. Loved your Haiku!
Wow a haiku - Haven't seen one of these since the challenge. Nice work Andrew. Well done.