Poem:I Hate Being Cold.

I Hate Being Cold.

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I hate being cold

‘Cos it’s not at all nice

When my nose is bright red

And my feet are like ice.

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I hate being cold

‘Cos it freezes my toes

And an icicle hangs

From the end of my nose

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I hate being cold

‘Cos my toes go all numb

And my coat is so short

That it’s freezing my bum.

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