The winds are comin' in pretty hard. I hear 'em howlin'. Sitting next to a heater it's warm, but I swear those noises are sendin' chills down me. Bed sounds nice around now. Me asleep just after the clock stuck four and twenty? What a concept. Almost unheard of, in these parts.
Now who do I want to sleep next to?! Or shall I attempt to manoeuver mineself into the middle?
Oh, I'll see what I can get away with.
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