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Jul 2016
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Skiing on snow
that is made out of pepper
Dodging and weaving
though there are no trees
Taking a turn
that is straight as an arrow
Hitting the ground
always causes a sneeze
Feeling the cold
even though it is summer
Sliding much faster
than what I had thought
Nearing the bottom
where dinner is waiting
I’ve got the snow,
can you pass me the salt

please
I know, dumb, but it was fun to write
Stephan
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Stephan  Camp Johnson Crossing NW
(Camp Johnson Crossing NW)   
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