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Who would believe a snow covered ground
After waking from a deep sleep by morning's sounds

Rarely a snow flake in this OK town
Only a week has passed since into the greens' hole golf balls went down

Son first to fire an icy ball
Dad running away; careful not to fall

After the youngster threw his white round hoard
Surprised as heck to see his Dad wield his frozen, round swords

Now it was the boys turn to run for cover
Now afraid of the snow they just discovered

All days should like this
This is my prayer. This is my wish.

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