If your lanes are crammed with children
There’s a blessing on your town.
Trip Shakespeare with one of my very favorite snow songs:
If your lanes are crammed with children
There’s a blessing on your town.
Trip Shakespeare with one of my very favorite snow songs:
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The snow stopped at our neighborhood, the gusts didn’t. With my neighbor we went out and cleaned four cars; tomorrow we all can drive away to some place. But then, there no where to go to; everything is closed.