It’s cold inside!
I think I’ll freeze!
My nose blew snow
after I sneezed.
My fingernails’
all iced-up.
My soup is solid
in its cup.
The spider’s web
is filled with frost.
My doggy’s breath
looks like exhaust.
But at last
I found the cause…
someone please tell
Santa Claus:
The culprit is
my brother Ben.
He always leaves
the fridge open!
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