Let It Snow
Evil lies in darkness
Tongue of a viper
A 9mm Glock
Stop you like a clock
A break in the day
Death and decay
A hazy reality
Leaves you blue
And green
The color of a loon
Chicken soup
Carrots and peas
Mama can’t save you now
You made the deal
In a back alley
And it was for real
No video game
You can walk away from
And sleep in your bed
You’re living the dream
In techno color
My evil brother
So slide on in your sled
For the man is calling
And you can’t say no
To all that Colombian blow
It’s Christmas somewhere
So let it snow, let it snow.
Copyright © Stephen Kilmer | Year Posted 2013
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