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In December we wait for the the cold. Wait waiting, wait waiting for the cooooooooold, togetheeeeeeer. Till we are grey and ooooooold.
Spring is for the birds and stinky pussy willows. That there Old Man belches and bellows.
Summer is queer.
Summer is here.
Lalala La
Spring is for the birds and stinky pussy willows. That there Old Man belches and bellows.
Summer is queer.
Summer is here.
Lalala La