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Go Away Jack Frost

Go away Jack Frost, take your chill and leave.
I’m tired of wiping my runny nose on my layered sleeve.
Damn the ice and damn the snow!
Unless its pretty, with a purple glow.
Go back up North, where you belong, take your chill and leave!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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