Slush
Oh! how we love the Christmas
Tree
So decorated for all to
See
The holly too with it’s berries
Bright
And the snow so crisp and
White
But not Jack Frost who nips your
Nose
Or the slush that wets your
Toes
Nor the wind that burns your
Ears
And also fills your eyes with
Tears
Though winter time who is the
Best
And always stands out from the
Rest
Yes Santa Claus and Rudolf
Too
Who Christmas Eve will visit
You
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