Cold as Ice






Their intentions were good, but their off-pitch warbling made the whole town grumpy. Even the heavens pelted them with snowballs. 


Frozen nose. Frozen toes. Let’s go home, Dad. I suppose. Just one more house. Won’t that be nice? ‘Twas one too many. Now they’re ice.  

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