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Jan 2019
Brrrr Thursday
Baby it’s cold outside
Jackets and scarves required

Brrrr Thursday

The air is crisp and clear
The sun is out in it’s full regalia
The city is awake

Brrrr Thursday

The café is almost empty
Too cold to come out
People huddled with their coffee

Brrrr Thursday

Baby it’s cold outside
Hard to go out
Bed sounds nice where it’s warm

Winter is here and
Brrrr Thursday
Barbara R Maxwell
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Barbara R Maxwell  F
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   --- and David Crow
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