Jack the Frost
Jack The Frost
Watch the pretty patterns creeping up the window pane,
I’d get those gloves on mighty sharp Jack Frost is back again.
Never underestimate the mischief he might bring,
This little elf, the prince of snow, desires to be a king!
Every flake of snow that falls is under his command,
Remember HRH The Frost could reign across our land.
Copyright © Heather Buxton | Year Posted 2014
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