After spending more then 6 years in Shenzhen where all the seasons seem the same or I guess you could say there are only to seasons, Hot and Not hot. I am now back in Canada where there are four seasons. So using the format of our resident Kindy teacher poet/ air guitarist impossible Rob Rocks, I have written a poem for all you people about a Canadian winter.
It's winter in Canada, Eh1
And the gentle breezes blow,
Seventy miles an hour,
At thirty-five…
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