Oh what a blamed uncertain thing This pesky weather is It blew and snew and then it thew And now by jing it's friz. — Philander Johnson
Oh what a blamed uncertain thing This pesky weather is It blew and snew and then it thew And now by jing it's friz. — Philander Johnson
Oh what a blamed uncertain thing This pesky weather is It blew and snew and then it thew And now by jing it's friz. — Philander Johnson
Oh what a blamed uncertain thing This pesky weather is It blew and snew and then it thew And now by jing it's friz. — Philander Johnson
Oh what a blamed uncertain thing This pesky weather is It blew and snew and then it thew And now by jing it's friz. — Philander Johnson
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Oh what a blamed uncertain thing This pesky weather is It blew and snew and then it thew And now by jing it's friz.

— Philander Johnson
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