As icicles are dripping,

You have to be careful or

The ice will get you slipping.

 

You poke your nose out

The door and then you see,

This is way too cold for

Someone as cool as me.

 

Layer your clothes and put

On your wool sweater,

Ah now, doesn't that feel

Much warmer and better?

 

You made it out the door

And much to your dismay,

You didn't slip or fall and

You said: "This is okay!"

 

God made our bodies so

We know how to quiver,

And in these winter times