I Hate Snow

I really do

By Mother CombsPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read

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It’s cold

It freaking snowed

This weather is old

Time for it to go

Nothing is controlled

No way snow will be rolled

I’m tempted to shout out “sold”

And move where the weather is more bold

It’s cold

It freaking snowed

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Mother Combs

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