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A lone and winding wood
Green litle tree come true
Thow all the year fir
Being model looking their

Snowstorm do all its best
To bring a tree in rest
Black Forost throw snow to it
Don't get in freeze at ease.

Cowardly grey beast
Made vodoo dance beneath
And hungry angry wolves
Cross over looking clues.

Ouh, Snow in deeping forest
Cry where runners goes.
Man's slave with hair legs
Run faster under hits and kicks.

He carry logs on back
And old man like a sack
He kill a model fir
To rope'n' get out here.

And now you in front of me
In dress, and looking fastivly.
You bring so many pleasure
For Children no measure.