Holidaytime
Log cabin in the woods
Curly rugs and wood fire
Your with the one you love
Wonder what will transpire.
Steaks in the fridge ready to cook
Potatoes wrapped up with foil
Your favourite novelists no.1 book
Libido starting to boil
Which will come first, book or bed
Come now its holiday time
Get those boots on lets get out the sled
Fresh air will cool you down
A roll in the snow face all aglow
Smiles from ear to ear
Its fun letting your hair down
Acting like children without fear
Tired muscles hungry bodies
Climb back to the hut at last
Bubbling jaccuzi and hot toddies
Sleepy, happy and relaxed.
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