In case you didn't know
I really don't like snow
It's wet, it's cold
It's getting old
And I'm about to blow!
It's makes my room a fridge
It makes a giant ridge
We shovel, blow
but it won't go
we need to build a brigde!
Now this poem really stinks
We need some warms drinks
I'll end it now
Cause I'm a cow
And I really cannot thinks :D
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