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Proud I was with my shoveling, Moving snow to the end of the drive, Lifing loads, shovelling high. The armlifts created pyramids, I was as proud as Pharoh coud be. These pyramids Could well entomb me.
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Feb 10, 2015
Feb 10, 2015 at 8:19 PM UTC
See the Pyramids Along the Drive
Proud I was with my shoveling, Moving snow to the end of the drive, Lifing loads, shovelling high. The armlifts created pyramids, I was as proud as Pharoh coud be. These pyramids Could well entomb me.
Got a snowblower now. Too many over the age of fifty up here drop dead at the end of a shovel, shovelling their drive.
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Feb 10, 2015
Feb 10, 2015 at 8:19 PM UTC
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