Jack Frost
Where did you get that little red nose
Jack Frost kissed it I suppose
Kissed it once
Kissed it twice
Little red nose
As cold as ice
Heave Ho
Heave Ho
Buckets of snow
The giant is combing his beard
The snow is as high
As the top of the sky
And the world has disappeared
POOF!
Winter
I like winter
I like snow
I like icy winds that blow
Seasons Come and
Seasons go
But I like winter
I like snow
