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Created on: January 19, 2010
Icicles hanging getting larger each day
don't think they'll melt til middle of may
when you live way up North
you get used to the cold
and you learn to live with it
at least that's what I'm told
they resemble stalagmites
hanging off of my eaves
I guess they're pretty
but I'd rather see leaves
I'm a summer person you see
these cold days really bother me
lookin at these icicles and wishin
I was on some river bank fishin
I'll be glad when warm weather's here
and these cold icicles will just disappear
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