A huge king covers our skies
Frosty breath freezing our Earth as he goes
As he walks over the soft grass his shoes turn the grass into snow.
Anything that stands in his way gets frozen
When he stands under trees their leaves fall off
His long white cloak trails behind him
His sweet singing voice puts the animals to sleep
Then there is a battle between the Snow and the Sun
Where has the snow gone? Where has the snow gone?
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