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Snow poem. Because there's nothing else happening. :)
(Tiddly Pom)
The more it goes
(Tiddly Pom)
The more it goes
(Tiddly Pom)
On snowing.
And nobody knows
(Tiddly Pom)
How cold my toes
(Tiddly Pom)
How cold my toes
(Tiddly Pom)
Are growing.

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There was this horrible rain storm last night ALL NIGHT LONG. It was insane and kept me from sleeping. All I can think is if it was colder we could have had like three feet of snow this morning :(
December is the cruelest month (sometimes) . . .
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And I hope you get lots of snow soon, so I shan't be enjoying mine all on my own, so to speak. :)
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