A winter of trickery,
Everyone's so fakery.
The ground is so icy,
Everything's so perspicuity.
Walking through the streets you have to have bravery,
Every step you take it has to be wavery.
The sounds around you make you listen,
The words in your head starts to glisten.
When winter comes you have to have courtesy,
When snow comes down it's a winter fantasy.
Giving gifts is a good gesture,
But when opening them brings much pleasure.
You turn the street and you're filled with such travesty,
Then you realize what is really tragedy.
It stops snowing and you have visibility,
Then you think everything has a possibility.
* did this with @kitkatcatybar
