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    A man named John is out in the snow and finds it very cold. He tries to get chips from the chip shop to warm up but finds it is closed. He suggests to an unnamed person that they go down the old embankment to get a cup of tea from a lady with peroxide hair who never talks or smiles.

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    A man named John is out in the snow and finds it very cold. He tries to get chips from the chip shop to warm up but finds it is closed. He suggests to an unnamed person that they go down the old embankment to get a cup of tea from a lady with peroxide hair who never talks or smiles.

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    Canon in The Snow

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    A man named John is out in the snow and finds it very cold. He tries to get chips from the chip shop to warm up but finds it is closed. He suggests to an unnamed person that they go down the old embankment to get a cup of tea from a lady with peroxide hair who never talks or smiles.

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    Canon in the snow

    Phoo! Brrr! Phoo! Brrr!


    Gosh it’s flippin ’cold it’s really cold
    It’s freezin’, it’s really freezin’
    I can’t feel my toes or fingertips.
    Get a bag o’chips, that’ll warm you up, John.
    Ah! What? No! What?
    Chip shop’s closed. Oh!
    Never mind, no sweat, keep your hair on.
    Let’s go down the old embankment:
    Nice cup o’ tea from the lady with peroxide hair.

    She never talks, never smiles, never winks, never nothin’.

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