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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required It is a brisk seventeen degrees. Some are complaining at the 40 mile-an-hour winds, dandy Winter tornado in Saint Louie. I am in my giant brown recliner, wearing doffers, and My zip up stripped zebra suit pajamas with the ears, eating chocolate candy. Staying away from the phone which rings incessantly with reverse mortgage offers. Icicles dripping off the tree, glistening blowing snow on the ground, bird feeders buried, Ice on the driveway, which my slightly-used dare-devil husband is itching to go out and master, My traitorous hazel eyes roll with amusement, remembering how last time he scurried Back into the house, away from the frozen tundra, a cheetah could not have been faster. Sophie, our fat manager, an ebony cocker, with the white star under her chin, Is next to me, marathon farting, out of every butt pore, cyber- ability to snore. She is sitting next to me, pushing me out of our chair, more hoggish than sister ever has been. Second snow day in a row, worse blizzard in Kansas City, the white fluffy-s simply did pour. Out of the sky for ten hours at least, I watched in amazement it gave me great peace. I am looking out the window right now, watching my cardinals take turns at the feeder. There are three identical feeders, but they fight over the one that faces the east. I sit here in my zebra pajamas glory, The big, bad recliner-chair-leader.
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