Will creep into thirties tonight,
Still not October,
Got to see what cardboard I can find,
Mobile homes without insulation,
Are like the dumbest pugs house made of straw,
Air cold passes right on in,
Cardboard helps,
Helps stop it entering,
Huge front window,
If not covered air comes in,
Shoots right down hall,
Like a snoopy relatives wanders into all rooms,
I tell people when cold outside,
Colder inside,
True,
True,
To true!
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