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| The wild creatures are hungry |
Their food buried beneath snow
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The Pines are heavily weighted down
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| this guy is searching for mischief |
the deep show is nothing to him |
watching all the time, he misses nothing |
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| the sky is blazing with light, |
on this winter night
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stay indoors and miss so much |
