Snowball!

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One and one, oh the fun!

Winters cold, not well done.

I see it from far, from close, too near,

The cool winter breeze, not to fear.

A snowball tis it!

Pure white pure fun!

The water will melt, but the game will still run!

Hide behind mountains, in caves, 

Tunnels too.

But I will always toss a snowball at you!

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