Flying through the snow
on a frisky pair of skis,
over the hills I go,
yelling all the way...
Ha, ha, ha!
Skiers & snowboarders glide,
making spirits bright.
What fun it is to ride and zing,
a skiing flight tonight
Ohhh...!
Fearless falls,
Fearless falls!
The snow is turning pink.
I think I'm crashing into trees!
Will someone call my Shrink?
Ohhh...!
911!
911!
Will someone call my wife?
Take me to a hospital and
feed me whiskey shots!
(Sing to the tune of Jingle Bells)
Copyright 2018 ~ Gordon DeClercq
