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Penny
& Snow By Corin In the dining room chat chat chat The first snow falling. I’m talking with Penny.
She’s been Here two months. Whiz I duck as a snowball whizzes across the room Landing on my mom’s French horn case—splat. I notice my mom standing in the doorway Throwing another one—splat—it scrapes My hair. She
throws one at Penny. It hits Her on the shirt as she stands in shock. We throw some snow back at her. Dad comes in the room. Oops. We
are all in trouble. And that’s how we introduced Penny to snow. |