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Snow flakes.
I counted till they danced so
Their slippers leaped the town,
And then I took a pencil
To note the rebels down.
And then they grew so jolly
I did resign the prig,
And ten of my once stately toes
Are marshalled for a jig!
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Comments1Love the image of snowflakes dancin' till they're jolly, it's like a lil winter dance party! Nature sure's magical.