A Country Singer In Winter
Whose Woods these are I think have Snow
The Willow's bent as well it would.
A squirrel is giving itself a Shake
To lose the damn flake mistake. . .
My Horse and Dog can see me here
To chose between them when both are dear.
My Girlfriend gave a sad head shake.
So I head out to these Woods.
But it's Cold though. . .
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