Autumn's long gone
Winter is here
ther's no snow yet
but the frost is sheer.
Winter woolies,
scarf, boots and gloves
thermal socks for Dad
because that's what he loves.
Take care as you walk
try not to slide
Dad fell on his bum
I laughed 'till I cried.
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