I am a miracle
And I cannot step outside.
I’ve corrected the long lines
Falling over my wreaths,
Hallowed and routed
And cornered
And fed yule-tide with eggnog.
So there’s that.
I’ve forgotten about snow.
I am a miracle
And I cannot step outside.
I’ve corrected the long lines
Falling over my wreaths,
Hallowed and routed
And cornered
And fed yule-tide with eggnog.
So there’s that.
I’ve forgotten about snow.