It's cold in the East.
The weed is very expensive.
The girls are pretty, they dress well
And act politely, lots of smiles
And Thank Yous.
Everybody looks the same.
It's been cold and rainy lately,
The storm clouds keep rolling in
To drop rain instead of snow.
Yesterday I saw the caboose of a train
As I crossed the railroad tracks
To my apartment.
It was heading West perhaps.
Love,
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