Snowball fights are forbidden.
So, I roll the snow on the sly
And keep it carefully hidden.
I can't wait to let it fly.
We are told that the church parking lot
Is no place for snowball fights to be fought.
But who is it hurting?
If we do a little flirting?
by Sarah May Kosloski
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