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Sunshine sparkling on an icy lake;
Glistening frost as on a Christmas cake;
On my window lands a small snowflake.
     Winter’s come to freeze the toes.

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Shivering birds are sitting in the tree;
Small black eyes are watching over me;
Do you want food?  Oh yes, they all agree!
     Winter’s come to freeze the toes.

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Cold clear air will take your breath away;
Lots of clothing keeps the chill at bay;
People say that it’s a 'healthy' day.
     Winter’s come to freeze the toes.

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Frosty meadows shining in the sun;
Children sledging, having lots of fun;
Hear dogs bark as in the snow they run.
     Winter’s come to freeze the toes.

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The forecaster now gives us his advice:
A car journey?  I  think you should think twice,
For cars are skidding round upon the ice.
     Winter’s come to freeze the toes.

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The sun tells cold winds that they must depart,
And melts the ice – oh well, that's just a start -
But it's a lovely day for photographic art.
      Winter’s come to freeze the toes.

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