the santa anas are blowing again
an arctic clipper is blowing in
turning california into a tinder box
turning minnesota into an ice box
ashes fly wildly in the blast furnace
snow swirls madly in the arctic blast
if the woods burn we may die
if the wood won’t burn we may die
michaeljordahl 
a great que sera sera themed poem fill of witt. i enjoyed the read . kindest regards bg ☺😎☺
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