Cold
My fingers and toes are all froze
And icicles hang from my nose
This winter’s a curse
Please send for a nurse
To warm me beneath the bedclothes
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My fingers and toes are all froze
And icicles hang from my nose
This winter’s a curse
Please send for a nurse
To warm me beneath the bedclothes
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M.C. Newberry
Sun 6th Jan 2019 16:50
Ha-ha...a welcome bit of New Year levity to lift the spirits.
From what's written I have to suppose
Your bed rest suggests more than a doze!