November 25, 2014 by William Truini for when the cold winds blow Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Like Loading... Related
T’was a cold and dreary night. The cold be blowin’ way yonder than a mer’e pack o wearwithal could muster. Lyme had beaten the gin and the gusts would gas o they beunder. Reply
william truini 
T’was a cold and dreary night. The cold be blowin’ way yonder than a mer’e pack o wearwithal could muster. Lyme had beaten the gin and the gusts would gas o they beunder.
The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind
The answer is blowin’ in the wind
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