Whoever said that snow was white
For certain didn’t get it right.
I know in shade it has some blues
And purples adding pretty hues,
It’s sad when snow shows bleeding red,
A little bird may soon be dead,
If dusty specks turn snowflakes black,
Just turn, you’ll find a chimney stack,
Sometimes a doggie has to go,
So never eat the yellow snow,
But early sunrise glowing pink
Makes snow the prettiest, I think.
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