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| Praise the Lord for central heat. How I love to have warm feet. Hewing fuel is not for me. I for heat am worry-free. A finger touch is all I need To make the house quite warm indeed. 'Tis a marvel that it works, One of life's more pleasant perks. We ignore it when it's hot! Like so many things we've got. But if it should disappear, We would find it very dear. | ||
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