2fat little ball of fur
crawls from his hole
looks around for a bit
sees no shadow
hope he is right
want spring soon
tired of winter's cold
ready for baseball NOW!
I made a pledge to myself to write a poem a day for the entire year. Now to follow through. I preface this with a reminder; most of the poems written for this year long project will be done so spontaneously and therefore will not be edited. Bear with me on this. The project goal is to get them written over getting them perfect. Several times there will simply be the poem with no title. When that happens suggestions for a title will be welcomed in the comments.
Is football over already? The use of 2fat is clever. Winter gets such a bad rap.
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