Blog 437:
From the sea she comes puffing and gusting ...
When she hits land, she blows and wafts more
She is oblivious of her weather beating
She doesn’t care if you must get hooded
Or get wrapped with a coat
And your head get hat-covered
All she cares is to freely move and wander
There she struts, and flounces boisterously!
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