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Snowy Format
They stated the forecast
We all lie in wait
There's a blizzard a mile that way
And it's drifting ever further
Techno whistles screaming freely
From the comfort of the great green glow
We still can't find any reason to leave
Because it's damn cold out there
Too damn chilly for all kinds of cover
Whatever brings the fire our way
As the sickles of ice descend upon us
We can seek solace in the fact
That the season's are ever changing
And for every car frozen to the pavement
There's a snowman that stands real tall
And smiles without choice
Until he melts under the pressure.
