It’s a Lie

My friend wrote this then gave it to me. As poetic as I am, I don't really get what he was trying to write here but I thought you guys would see something that I missed.

It’s a Lie

Frost eats at the ground
My mittens and hat need to be found
My jacket is on, my boots are tied
Now I light the leather-man’s lie

Due to its short length, I posted this as an Addventure so that you, the people, can feel free to voice and add some lines leave the original poem alone, but copy it to a branch, then add your own text.

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