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Winters Farming

I cannot shed My winters coat At 22 degrees below I'm still farming..... Nearly starved last year I know it's quite alarming..... But mothers says There ain't enough To get us through The winters tough With the horses I plow away.... Into the night from start of day.... We finally got Our winters store With that the horse We plow no more That's Winter farming.... I know it's kinda close and quite alarming...

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