On the coldest day
We'll try ice-fishing,
In warm huts
Without winter's sting.
On the snowiest day
We'll try ski-doing
Through bare woods
Leaf-thick in spring.
On clear winter days
Try ice-parachuting,
Skate on ponds,
Wiggle like angels
On our lawns.
Don't sit inside
And fret and mope,
Grab a sled,
Hit the slopes.
Winter activities
Help us cope
Til we break
Winter's back.
Yes,
Til we hear
The final crack.
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