…it was uphill, both ways, in cardboard shoes
Oh, the stories we tell. Winters now are never as bad as the winter's of our grandparent's youth, when they walked to school -- up hill, both ways -- in cardboard shoes -- and they liked it!
Oh, the stories we tell. Winters now are never as bad as the winter's of our grandparent's youth, when they walked to school -- up hill, both ways -- in cardboard shoes -- and they liked it!