don't open your eyes, you won't believe this ... sleep more before you go ahead.
Wake to snow Covering all ... won't last, melting fast. Winter's gone but yeah bah. What an April morning to take in.
want some eggs an bacon?
you're dreaming.
Meanwhile there is poetry, back in fashion ... scattered around pick that one off the ground, clown. It's yours.
claim it. sticks a medal on you for showing up today ... hold still, Willy. Will yah.
okay eight-thirty now and the street looks slushy.
nothing new falling. it's on the way to total meltdown.
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