Tango Tango - Jack Frost

As the sun disappears in the west,
Jack Frost comes sneaking in to do his best.
When the moon casts its ghostly glow,
everything glistens white like snow.
Icicles hang down like chandeliars,
animals shiver, and shake with the cold, and their fears.
The night is bitterly cold, and long,
hark the silence is broken, by a blackbirds song.
Then the sun rises back in the east,
behold Jack Frosts work just melts away,
In the warmth of the coming day.

Tango.

Tango Tango

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