Thursday, 29 January 2015

29. Tongue firmly in cheek!

Shut out that icy, biting wind, come in and close the door,
the soup is thick and tasty, your hands look chapped and sore,
come sit down by the fire, warm your feet against the dog,
before you get too cosy, chuck on another log,
outside the snow is falling but it's toasty warm in here,
it's winter and it's wonderful, the best time of the year!

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