She is snow...
Icey cold wintery snow caps...
Mountained topped emotions.
Wicked witch charm...
Spelled for cast upon desired.
Holy moley, rewired.
Figmentional phased ice..
Harpooned pain of blood cubes.
Moby toby skidaddled.
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Cool very cool. Like the winter we are having. T