• Winter time
    No more sun
    Should be a crime
    To stop our fun

    Days get shorter
    The weather gets colder
    No more time to loiter
    Cold hits like a boulder

    The plus of winter
    Is not the snow
    it's just the way
    That evergreen does glow

    Christmas spirit in the air
    That adult egg nog in the bowl
    Presents wrapped with so much care
    With a pretty little red bow

    The day dawns upon us
    The one we all seek
    Where kids dont make a fuss
    In hopes to encounter jolly old St. Nick