Hint: If hips become frozen, heat them up with dipping in a hot teapot...
Winter came, it came again trapping the vitality of the nature in its crystal deadfall...
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Normally I hate the snow, I hate Christmas also, I hate the winter at all, but... this year it's different, such as there is a new season, a 5th season called "lovely winter".
Two evenings ago I was staying on roof top of the mall called... "The Mall" (what an ingenious name) and I was watching the snowflakes falling over my head and covering the whole world with a cotton cobweb; the falling vanilla ice-cream bits messed about the sky like thousands of flies over a rotten pork flesh; the flashing Christmas lights twinkled and blinked an eye at me, seducing and making me to like them; down below, on the parking lot, there was a ice-rink full of children, who were shouting and laughing, crying down the Christmas songs... The whole background made me feel like I'm a character in a fairytale or in a Coca-Cola commercial. This winter is not the same awful season it had always been; the snow is no more ice-cold and wet, it's just white and beautiful; Christmas isn't a boring commercialistic and arty holiday anymore...
Two evenings ago I was staying on roof top of the mall called... "The Mall" (what an ingenious name) and I was watching the snowflakes falling over my head and covering the whole world with a cotton cobweb; the falling vanilla ice-cream bits messed about the sky like thousands of flies over a rotten pork flesh; the flashing Christmas lights twinkled and blinked an eye at me, seducing and making me to like them; down below, on the parking lot, there was a ice-rink full of children, who were shouting and laughing, crying down the Christmas songs... The whole background made me feel like I'm a character in a fairytale or in a Coca-Cola commercial. This winter is not the same awful season it had always been; the snow is no more ice-cold and wet, it's just white and beautiful; Christmas isn't a boring commercialistic and arty holiday anymore...
I wish it would be one enchanting Christmas...
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O! You better watch out!
You better not cry
Better not pout
I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is coming to town
You better not cry
Better not pout
I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is coming to town
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