Here is a poem and a riddle.
BREWED BY A CABIN FEVER
It doesn’t get better than this, as the mercury grew.
A whole lot can happen, out of the blue.
Forsake the flakes and out of the darkness comes light.
Good things come to those who wait right?
This weekend is to be beautiful and some things get better given longer,
Would you ever say no to another?
Life Beckons, choose wisely.
As for me, It is miles away from ordinary.
You never forget your first girl,
Give him a right good hemmeling tonight awhirl.
Fresh. Smooth. Real. Its all here.
If I had wanted water, I would have asked for water for sure.
Relax on an equinox and be yourself for a while.
Sooner or later you will get it and smile.
Spring, it’s a bit gorgeous and dogwood.
It looks good, it tastes good, and by golly it does you good.
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