The Christmas Massacre
There is no snow,
Where did it all go,
Nowhere near this little town,
The weather in December has let everyone down,
For there will be no snow when Christmas comes around,
The ground is bare with no snow or grass,
We thought Christmas was going to be a blast,
No snow, oh no,
Where did it go nobody knows,
The geese has flow to Mexico for winter,
Its warm enough to have a sprinkler,
What a horrible christmas Massacre.
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