Comforter
By Batsheva 5/23/10
I know why they call it a comforter
On a frosty winter's night
Cuddled under that thick fluffy quilt
Tucked in nice and tight
It's comfy and it's cozy
Warm and snug as you can be
Yes, Heaven knows
When the cold wind blows
A comforter's for me
There's just one thing I do not get
And I wish you'd tell me why
Would anyone call it a comforter
In the middle of July?
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