by ladygwen123Williamstown, Massachusetts, USA
Sep 2014 532 Views 1 comments
Cold 575
Freezing rain, wet boots.
No socks, mittens lost, nose froze
Icicles for hair.
No socks, mittens lost, nose froze
Icicles for hair.
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Posted: Sep 2014
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