
Batten down the hatches
A blizzard's coming through!
Pay attention to the scratches
at the door of doggy, do!
Here it comes, an icy blast;
Beware the great barrage!
Of bitter cold and windy gale
And frozen pop in the garage!
I cannot stand this winter cold;
It’s 57 in my kitchen.
Is it me, am I just getting old?
Can YOU cook in a mitten?
They called and said no work today.
Didn’t let it get to my head.
I surely can’t go out to play
So I’m going back to bed!
Our visit ended as it began with Phil planning his next trip to Colorado..... and another Rocky Mountain High.

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