Freedom Skiers
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The man sits in his window and prays
As he films the foggy groggy snow day
He hopes for the athletes to come
And sit in the sun to wait for a run
Through the park and ark over the jumps
While the old men head for the bumps
The filmer sets up his shot over the box
And the kid hucks and chucks his rocks
As he gets ready to chase the snow bunnies
He doesn’t look as he chases the hunnies
All of a sudden the powder appears
Turn by turn they’re on their rears
As they catch a edge and Disappear
all you end up seeing is an ear
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