It is cold here in the north.
I’ve been going back and forth.
Do I stay here? Should I move?
Sounds so easy. Of courth, of courth.
Of course, I’ll never move.
Such a Canadian sort of Grove.
Just nod and keep complaining.
Stereotypical with much to prove.

Beautiful poem and lovely cartoon ❣️
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Thanks as always, Luisa!
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You’re sincerely welcome 🙏💗🙏
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