A cold frosty night,
A white peaceful sight,
One man wanders,
Through the bitter cold and silence,
He spreads ice and snowy weather,
Jack is a different kind of fella,
When others hide and stay inside,
Jack is dancing, feeling alive,
Winter is his favourite time of year,
Especially because he gets a nice cold beer.
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I'm quite nice. I don't bite. OR DO I? Dun dun DUNNNN!!
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