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Off the Top of My Head

Off the top of my head
Sitting here in bed

What should I write 
Seems to be my plight

In my room all warm and cozy
My cheeks all red and rosy

While outside is all cold and blustery
Oh look my dog is all soggy

Well that was fun
And that is no pun
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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