The Windows
The window opened its mouth,
Swoosh,
breathing the cool air into the room,
Brr...,
the students shivered,
Yes!
No!
Open!
Close!
The students argued about the fate of the window,
Bang!
Swoosh,
Bang!
Swoosh!
Yes!
No!
Hot!
Cold!
the window shook, and was dizzy,
half opened half closed,
the students compromised.
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