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Frosty the ski-man
Was a moody, brooding soul
With a big, bad 'tude
He was really rude
And he had no friends at all.
Is big, fat jerk they say
He was decked in red
With a helmet head
So your punch can't reach his face.
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The amount of snow we are getting is putting my new-found love of winter to the test.
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