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Old Man Winter is a mean old bugger
Who conspires against my soul.
Raging winds and squalling snow,
Say nothing of bone-chilling cold.
My fingers are numb; my toes are ice.
Just let him do his part.
Let him rattle and let him rage...
He'll never get my heart!
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