Twas a frosty twelve degrees this morning
When Sami and Macey ventured out for a run
They thought the snow was pretty
And that it would be fun
Mile one was chilly
"We'll warm up" they thought naively
Mile two was downright cold
Cold hands
Cold lips
Cold nose
Mile three they almost died
Sami couldn't feel her toes
Will they ever thaw out?
No one really knows.
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