Over fried pickles and beer
To introduce ourselves
And plan our world-changing works.
Today she felt so much better
Well enough to return
Some of the Yule excess.
Tonight the rains come
And tomorrow they'll freeze
And maybe turn to snow.
But knowing this place
And factoring in all the
Carbon dioxide,
Who knows what will happen.
Some days it's hard to be optimistic.
But it's worth the effort.
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