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Whenever I think of the weather, the wind feels cool and breezy like a feather.

The rain falls on your head, when it flows down the drain, the spiders are dead.

The cold winter is so bitter you won’t see one furry critter.

Thunderstorms are so dark you can’t hear a dog bark.

The lightning is so frightening, i can feel my muscles tightening.

When the sun comes out, its yellow color is so calm and mellow.

The grass is green like the jewels of a queen.

The sky is so blue, I could say I’m wild about you.