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It's 50 in January in Nebraska.
Forget scooping snow.
Scoop leaves instead.
Don't stop until you make the tallest pile you can.
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Then jump in!
As the three of them grabbed hands and yelled 1-2-3!
I hoped with all my might that this would be one of those memories I wouldn't forget.
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Bury yourself.
Or make some leaf confetti.
No matter what you chose, 50 in January is a pretty swell thing.
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