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the birds they have fled but to where I don't know, I'll refill the feeder and shake off the snow

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the golem he cometh, all ponderous and mute, his portend is sickly, his fangs they are cute

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she smiled at me briefly, and our eyes met once, if I don't act soon she'll realize I'm a dunce

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it's not about toughness, or how few tears cried, but rather compassion and an humble pride

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the laundry is frozen, and stuck to the line, now I've got wet skivvies, and no time for drying

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sir frost sure is beastly, miss wind sure is ripe, both sting at the soul of him poor guttersnipe

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please don't speak so loudly, and don't look so fat – I won't find a mate with you guys dressed like that

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the world is still standing, the Mayans were wrong, let's dance now like heathens, and all get along

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the highs they bring joy now, the lows they strike fear, I ride on him eight-legged, trusty Sleipnir

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a threshold's approaching, a great stumbling leap; mind your manners and the company you keep

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the car pass him state test – first time and no joke – I'm very surprised that so few things were broke

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this sickness is creeping, with ache sneeze and twinge; I fear it was caused by last night's candy-binge

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begone now foul spirit, and leave me to rest, I'll not quake these boots for I've seen through your jest

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the core of happiness, in no book you'll find – it lives in a place only seen by the blind

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he forget past doings, and future ones, too, focused on him present, here's so much to do

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the proof's in the pudding, that's smeared on your nose, so be a good lad now, and off with your clothes

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the hills are on fire, our culture is gone, yet we sit and fiddle, singing our sweet song

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since they are all willing, and none come to harm, let's give them their space and ignore that alarm

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she made that look easy, with poise and much grace, but I'd surely miss and fall flat on my face

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by Zeus it is raining – great Odin, delight! – if this should keep up we'll have snow by tonight

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beauty sure does tarnish, and fail, unlike gold, 'till all that is left is a limp mass of old

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the flute's not his strong suit, so please don't look bored, for he's quite a beast on a tuned harpsichord

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the tides they are rising, our prospects looks bleak, let us try to hold out, for just one more week

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my concern it is growing, this I must confide – it's not cold or snowing, but quite warm outside

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since we are the bad guys, who post up and drink, it's clear why those nice folks did put up a stink