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2/03/2011

A Poem for all you with snow

Keep it warm out there.

It is winter
The bear sleeps
Not alone like me
But with many other bears
In some dark den
I bet that doesn’t smell too great

--Red Green

Still nothing here. You know, in all my years of school I never once had a snow day. Then the year after I left for college, when my brother was still in high school, he got a snow day. Lame.

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