Oh, how the wind does blow,
oh, it is freezing cold.
Please, lets stay inside,
The weather’s getting worse through the night.
 
I wish that I had a hot drink In my hand,
like cocoa or broth, something that’ll expand.
If you hold my hand and give me a hug,
I’ll be so worm and as snug as a bug.

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