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Winter, Go the F**k Away (An Eastern Canadian Poem)

By //  by Anne Radcliffe 2 Comments

The darkness is long, and it lingers. The ice is hard on the bay. It's so damn cold out it freezes my nose-hairs. Winter, go the f**k away. The ground is hard and it's frozen. My grass is dead where it lays. Mr. Groundhog's a corpse-icle down there. Please. Go the f**k away. Leaving bed every morning is torture. The blankets where I wish I could stay. But the kid has to get ready for school now. And winter's not f**king going away. I'm so thankful I'm married to …

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