Jack Frost
Jack Frost has awoke
from his slumber,
He’s not one to provoke
his kill list has no number
The young, the strong, the old
it makes no difference to him,
I bet he has a disturbing icy grin
Creeping under cold moons
with an outstretched finger,
Leaving frozen cocoons
and a beautiful, deathly linger.
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from his slumber,
He’s not one to provoke
his kill list has no number
The young, the strong, the old
it makes no difference to him,
I bet he has a disturbing icy grin
Creeping under cold moons
with an outstretched finger,
Leaving frozen cocoons
and a beautiful, deathly linger.
© All Rights Reserved