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She wanted Tullamore Dew It was gone, thanks to her crew The Chivas in her
Long shadows cut sharp into the snow Black against white Sun withholds warmth but gives
The smell of galoshes resting in melting puddles waiting for their student’s return This was
Warm home in winter Healthy children safe inside I’m blessed beyond words
Another classic from my LP collection. Frank Luther had such good advice for the children,