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Frosty in the Morning Air,
Beguiled Sweetly, I stand and Stare
As the Sky comes fluttering down
Without a single sound.

Freezing on my lashes and nose,
Freezing more on my bare little toes,
Back inside I go a-dashing,
Like a lightning bolt a-flashing!

Inspired by me Mum 🙂
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