Douglas Hicks
Member
Last Monday I built a fire in the house stove. Saturday there was fresh snow down to about 6,000 feet in the mountains. Winter is comming. In an effort to bring some class to this board, I would like every one to memorize this poem. It is entitled "WINTER" by Abigail Elizabeth McIntyre
"s**t - It's Cold"
You may now return to your drab, every day activities
"s**t - It's Cold"
You may now return to your drab, every day activities