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The Cold Old Forest

Snowflakes softly falling, falling
Wind and wolves calling, calling
Pine trees pointing soaring, soaring
Brown bears snoozing snoring, snoring
Field mice scurry hiding, hiding
Wild cat chasing sliding, sliding
Fat moon smiling beaming, beaming
Winter’s breath steaming, steaming
Written by Spanker
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