The White Snow

The angels the angels in the sky
One’s dressed as an officer
One’s dressed as a chef today
And the others sing

Fine sky-coloured officer
Sweet Spring when Christmas is long gone
Will deck you with a lovely sun
A lovely sun

The chef plucks geese
Ah! Snowfalls hiss
Fall and how I miss
My beloved in my arms
(Contributed by Rozita on Monday, February 7th, 2011)
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super, succinct, the truth.


Also By Guillaume Apollinaire


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