A Song of Christmas Snow

There is a song of winter

That blows down from the north.

Now only an Arctic clipper

Will bring snow by the twenty-forth.

                Sing, my love, of fog and rain

                A Christmas wet and bleak.

                Sing a song of fog and rain

                Of raindrops on my cheek.

It might have been a ten inch snowfall  

But rain is all we’ve seen.

The temps are too abnormal

And the grass is all still green.

                Sing, my love, of fog and rain

                A Christmas wet and rare.

                Sing a song of fog and rain

                Of dewdrops in my hair.

No snow will come this Christmas

The globe is much too warm.

It’s Springtime on the Isthmus

Expect a thunderstorm.

                Sing, my love, of fog and rain

                A Christmas warm and green.

                Sing a song of fog and rain,

               Christmas snow is just a dream.

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