Just like the ones I used to know
Where the rain clogs storm drains
You change your car lanes
Without the worry about snow.
I’m dreaming of a “wet” Christmas
With every Christmas Card I write..
Where the cars aren’t slipping
Or people tripping
As they…go out in the white.
May your days be merry and foggy…
And may all your Christmas’s be soggy.
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