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Apr 2017
I was headed to buffalo, NY,
On a sunny day.
I got to the start line then a nightmare took me by surprise.
I started to snow a flake here and there.
The closer I got the more I thought.
Oh No Snow in Buffalo.
Then I got to the city line I could see a wall of snow.
I turned around and headed back.
But oh no buffalo snow hit me like a ton of brick.
Now I'm stuck in Buffalo.
Dam and it's only the 4th of July.
Written by
Harold r hunt sr  63/M/union sc
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