I woke up today
To a freaking ice age
I thought this was Florida
With heat like a sauna
I check on the weather
It says sixty seven
I’m getting too soft
When did that mean cold?
Barely feel my toes
You’d think there is snow
It suddenly hits me
Oh, no, I'm adapting
God, I need to return
To my home up north
Before I start wearing
A scarf when it’s sixty seven
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