Snow!
Snow, how I love the, let thy count the ways,
thy epic snowball fights where the pwn my best friends face, and yummy treats for me to eat, my favourite flavour you shall know,although I don’t really care for the yellow snow.
Snow, snow that’s what the holidays mean to me not thy cutting down Christmas trees or eating food like buttered peas, it’s snow I like the best it’s so much better than the rest
