After a long wait there's snow, there's SNOW my goodness there is snow alright! But did it have to fall the very week I must spend preparing for my move next Monday?
Not a Singer however (reference to a poem of Paul van Ostaijen, a Flemish poet who also paid attention to the form of his poem Edit: Just found a link with a translation to English)
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