OH, Alright,
It was me!
I humbly confessed.
Sweet peppermint regret
conveys sly smile on face.
It’s ever so true
I sang that dang
Winter Wonderland song.
(dressed in modest fig leaves,
all night long.)
Clicked my heels three times
at the rise of dawn,
and low and behold,
my sticky bun wishes
fell mountains of snow.
Generously, abundantly,
Arctic Blast,
presently abounding
three weeks aghast!
(Oopsy)
Oh, dear, Oh me,
what have I done,
perhaps the egg nog
was a little too strong!
Promise, I've learned my lesson well,
I'll not sing the mystical Winter Wonderland song
(until next year)
Merry Christmas from Snowy Washington State,
May all your buns be warm and you’re blessed spirits strong!
Large hosts of snow angels are appearing all over town
and the snowmen are running amuck!
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