Spring and fall, i fail to see thier appeal,
I'd rather be warm and comfy, or shreddin the powder on reel,
I'd rather be skiing, down a white, powdery slope,
than sit around in the cold or rain, and feel downtrodden and mope.
I'd want to be in a halfpipe, skiing all day long,
or rippin' up the skatepark, watchin' druggies smoke a bong.
I don't want to be wet and weary, after a hard day at school,
I'd rather be drinkin' lemonade, and sittin' by the pool.
I don't want to be all cooped up, with nothin' fun to do,
I'd rather be crackin' jokes by the fire, and hittin' the halfpipe with you.
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Now, this is a poem. You have chosen a subject to write about that you care for, and used language that shows you know something about the topic. you have used a poetic form suitable for your tone and subject. So despite a few spelling errors it is the best by far.
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