You drew a charming stick man on my left hand and you told me not to wash it off.





You looked like Pingu in the Igloo 

Your nose was cold , you showed me the icicle that you found hanging from the roof.

I remember your entrance to the room I was in 
and the half pint glass you were holding, 

that made you look bigger than you were.

You drew a charming stick man on my left hand and you told me not to wash it off. 


We loved you, we loved you.

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