Jack Frost

Posted on Dec 14, 2012


Here he comes
A-chasing us
Spreading his
Winter chill
Oh Jack Frost
Your look indeed
Does kill
Nipping at our
Hands and toes
Stealing our warmth
And glow
Your cold fingers
Are felt by all
Your breath icy
As some dress in
Flimsy clothes, the fools
Your smile oh Jack
Is indeed frosty
As you watch us
Try and get toasty
Away from your cold
And your chilling
Cold face

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