Friday, December 20, 2013

The Muff



Ooh, this cold.
Tingles my tips.
Wiggle wiggle.
Fire sticks.
Ooo.
There goes a flame.
Now I'm warm.
And now I'm... hot!
Oh, go slow! go slow!
Whoa! Whoa!
The flames are sweltering.
My fingers are melting.
Wet fish sticks.
Stinky.
And all that snow
looking so clean.


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