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Saturn Frost
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SOMEWHERE IN FANTASYLAND When first snow of
winter,
Pure and clean,
Saturn frost makes the
scene.
He lives where the oak
trees grow,
Near a meadow, where
the waters flo.
Leaves and berries, is
his thing,
He makes his computer
sing.
Works on them all day
long,
While he works, sings
a song.
Has a girl friend named
Kate,
Met her at the garden
gate.
(c) copyright heather burns
Forgive my ignorance for asking, but the poem doesn't seem to come to closure, and the details seem to exist for the rhymes. That said, I am curious as to what the poem is really about. I have seen several of your poems, and have hitherto restrained my curiosity; but on this one, I cannot resist.
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