Brain Freeze for the Headless Horseman
Under a blanket of snow
Nestled a vessel in red
It's off to Dreamland I go
But, minus my frozen head
So, what became of my ride
I think they filled him with lead
I guess I don't care, besides
It's all his fault that I'm dead
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