Thursday, December 5, 2019

The Snowman is a monster


 
We're walking in the air
I'm going to fucking die
The people will find my corpse with a frozen carrot up my bum
I'm holding very tight 
He's going to do horrible things to me
I should not be flying in the air
Why are we flying
The villagers are closing their blinds
I need an adult
The forests and the streams
Are were my body shall be found
Taken by surprise
Nobody down below believes their eyes
I'm dangling in the air
I've never been so terrified
We're drifting over my icy grave

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