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Fifty Five Degrees On Christmas Day

It is fifty-five degrees in Kansas City a balmy Christmas Day My bare feet laugh Glad to be out of fuzzy socks My toes tap happily against cool bricks my dog prances beside us My happy heels Dancing with my excited soles We are thrilled with fifty-five!

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Date: 11/15/2021 5:39:00 PM
If it got to fifty five degrees in Oz,I would be laying postrate on the floor, scarlet in the face, gasping for air and dying of thirst....
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 11/16/2021 5:36:00 AM
Truly that would be something to write about!

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