Home Fires Poem by Chris Bradshaw
Home Fires
The snow! the snow!
Baby, I've got to go
Evening's comin' on
And all the wine's gone
So break out the gin
And indulge a sweet sin
I'll be stayin right here
Till these gray skies are clear
Friday, December 19, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: baby,snow
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