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'Curse the Cold'

HickoryHusker

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May 29, 2001
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Greenwood, Indiana
Curse the cold, I always do

With collar tuned up to the weather.

Why the hell would a sane soul,

Actually stay here forever?



Living in Indiana.

Easily questioned this time of year,

Chilling winds blow, a constant.

While tropic TV images seer.



Disgruntled thoughts occupy,

Loading the car for a cross-state trip.

Scorebook, bleacher seats, gloves, hat.

A shared front seat glance, hot coffee to sip.



Modern Hoosier pilgrimage,

Like so many away game rit'ual.

Mom and dad minds a'race

So many true worries in which to mull.


Let her stay strong and healthy.

When it matters most, let those rims be kind.

Let her team play as one, and

At a foul, keep from losing my mind.
 
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