Shall I compare thee to a winter’s night?
With Arctic air and thunder
Extracting joy with all your might
With humidities of 12% and under
No, I think you’re like a passing front
With pressure dropping wildly
Affecting weather all ‘round you
And I am putting it mildly
In some ways you’re a snowflake
Blowing, sweeping, shifting
Ah no, now once again I err
That’s your attention, always drifting
I’d like to think that I’m the one
Your heart has clearly chosen
But very much like my birdbath now
It’s rock hard and totally frozen
Alas, like a winter’s night you are
When you can see your breath
With all the warmth I get from you
I’m gonna freeze to death
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