Winter is wearing his white, woolly vest.
This morning he is looking his very best.
He’s having a picnic with his best friend, Ice,
In a cold, snowy field – so that’ll be nice.
There are two little ice-burgers inside an ice box,
Some frost, lots of snow and delicious iced rocks.
There’s freezing water for the two friends to drink.
What a fabulous picnic, I am sure you will think.
When the picnic’s all finished they'll swim in the river.
In the biting cold water they’ll both laugh and shiver.
“Oooh good, we can play in this wonderful snow
And make a snow castle before we must go.”
The two friends have had such a wonderful day.
They hope the cold weather will not go away.
Their picnic was great but they’ve one thing to fear –
They'll soon have to leave us for Spring will be here.
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