Monday, December 7, 2009

oh, go snow

Oh, snow, how you blow.
How you blow, how you go.
How you go across the street.
Across the street while we eat.
While we eat, you fall and pile.
Fall and pile, mile after mile.
Mile after mile, the roads are white.
Roads are white all through the night.
All through the night you blow and blow.
How you blow! Oh, please, snow. Go!
Just go uphill.
Uphill for the skiers.
(But you ARE very pretty.)

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