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Old man winter came in with
a blast.
Oh, how I wish he or she Were a thing of the past!
Every time I go to open my
door -
Snow, sleet, wind, rush in And they are predicting more!
We crawl under the covers
And hide our heads. Like Rip Van Winkle, I want
To hibernate and stay in
bed.
We can't go to Florida,
North Carolina, or to the Coast. Us Northerners are suffering And we aren't warm as toast.
All the kids in the
neighborhood
Are as happy as can be. For, there isn't any school, you see.
They won't like it when
June comes along;
With make up days for them, They'll all be singing a different song.
They may be going to school
Until the Fourth of July, When the fireworks Are lighting up the sky.
Furnaces running, water
pipes
Freezing, and big gas bills, too. How I wish winter was gone And all the snow was through!
In February, will be
anticipating to see
If the Groundhog comes out of his hole. If he sees his shadow, I'll give up and become a mole.
I'm going to bed and wait
for
The weather report for tomorrow. Right now, it's snowing and my heart Is filled with regret and sorrow.
Old Man winter has my nose.
I'm cold from the top Of my head, down to my toes.
Another day wasted,
But, I have no regrets. I have my God, and my Brothers And Sisters on the net.
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