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Hey Ma! It's snowin out !!! Last evening I sat both observer and historian watching legion upon legion of snoflakes descend on this "City of the Big Shoulders" First silencing the chatter of air hammers and the rumbling of railroads Then bringing to a halt millions of Henry Ford's finest The masses cursed the skies all to no avail for snowflakes only speak to children and poets softly whispering "We've only a short time. Can you come out and play?" |
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This is a re-write and re-title of a work done last January here on the PL.
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