A snowflake hit me on the nose,
It didn’t hurt, that everyone knows.
Then an icicle fell from the eave
Hit my shoulder; it stuck in my sleeve.
I write Dear Santa, put elves to the task
Cleats for the reindeer is all that I ask.
A snowflake hit me on the nose,
It didn’t hurt, that everyone knows.
Then an icicle fell from the eave
Hit my shoulder; it stuck in my sleeve.
I write Dear Santa, put elves to the task
Cleats for the reindeer is all that I ask.