Tuesday, December 17, 2013

Freezing toes Freezing toes

Sinking in the snow
With a tipping over sled
O'er the fields we go
Slipping all the way

Fingers, toes are numb
making me so low
Oh what joy it is to pull 
a tipping over sled

Freezing toes, freezing bums
Freezing to the bone
Oh what fun it is to pull
a tipping over sled

A day or two ago
I thought the cold would snap
But I was wrong, the only thing 
was my energy that was sapped

The sheep were fat and round
For they enjoy the snow
They don't understand
freezing toes and bums

Still the ground is white
Get out there while you canGet your hay out now 
and don't tarry on your way
For soon the time will come
you'll freeze right on the spot

Oh, freezing toes freezing toes
freezing all the way
Oh what fun it is to hay 
and freeze your toes and bums off now!

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