Caroling Dusk/Quoits

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QUOITS

In wintertime I have such funWhen I play quoits with father.I beat him almost every game.He never seems to bother.
He looks at mother and just smiles.All this seems strange to me,For when he plays with grown-up folks,He beats them easily.

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