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Interlude

When the wind blows
And the snow starts to fall
And the sun is nowhere to be seen
When the skies are all grey
And the temperature plummets
And the morning frost lays like a blanket
The best place to be is a pub by the fire
With family and friends and our lovers
With great conversation and musicĀ 
Much laughter to lighten the mood
We can shut out the cold uninviting
And enjoy this brief interlude.

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