Nathaniel Pott’s Emporium
has toys and games galorium
stacked ceiling high to floorium
You won’t believe your eyes!
With treasures to explorium
such pleasures lie in storium
we’re sure that you’ll adorium
Why don’t you step inside…
One floating frozen feather of snow
falls, then another, and and off I go...
I slip, I stutter, I flutter my wings.
The world is full of freezing things.
I slide - I glide - I spin on my toes,
I lift my wings and strike a pose.
In the stillness, silence grows.
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