Chilly (an acrostic poem)

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Cold permeated the air as it dripped through the walls.

His teeth chattered comically, so he put on a third sweatshirt.

It couldn’t get more miserable. could it?

Looking at the water pipes overhead, yes, it could.

Leaving his basement, he contemplated the empty fireplace.

Yeah, maybe he didn’t need the couch anymore.

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