Up this morning, as my teeth did chatter
I looked out the window, to see what was the matter
The pine trees were covered in ice and snow
Oh no! To see Joyce at the hospital, I must go
Don’t mind the 29 degrees with the north pole chill
Don’t want the car to slide off the road and down a hill
That would cause a huge delay
I wouldn’t make it there today
This wouldn’t keep Santa Claus at bay
But I have neither reindeer or sleigh
I only hope the streets will clear
Otherwise I’ll be stuck right here
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