Murrieta

The weather is hot and dry

Palm trees stand burning int the sun

Tall and thin reaching for the sky

In the heat I play and have fun

My town sits baking hot, so hot

But the new year stars with snow

The snow, it cools, but maybe not

It doesn’t linger it will go

But the rain will come again

Mixed with rain and hail

The rain will cool our brain

Then my skin turns pale

The weather is crazy it’s true

Then the sky turns blue

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