last night it snowed
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powdered sugar cedars lined the road
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they looked good enough to eat
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but i don't think i would
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i can't imagine that they'd taste too good
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a blanket white
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at least it was when it came down last night
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the morning brings the rain
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the blanket's washed away
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now everything turns back to grey
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and now you're there
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the rain is falling, wetting down your hair
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i hate to be the one to say i told you so
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but i believe i might have told you so
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so live and learn
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the snow is melting, never to return
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cross your t's and dot your i's
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and write "the end,"
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maybe someday it'll snow again
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last night it snowed
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Last Night It Snowed
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