My arms are gliding up and down,
My legs are dancing on the ground.
Now I'm standing up and what do you know?
There's a pretty little angel in the glistening snow.
©2019 Elizabeth Wrobel
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My arms are gliding up and down,
My legs are dancing on the ground.
Now I'm standing up and what do you know?
There's a pretty little angel in the glistening snow.
©2019 Elizabeth Wrobel
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