Yes that’s an icicle in my beard, it’s certainly cold out here.
The time of year, or global warming?
Oh Christmas do, oh Christmas do, all the things you make me do!
Yes, that’s an icicle in my beard.
But on we go through rain and snow, all chasing a hollow throne.
It’s minus 7, yet we live in a world where some people don’t have homes.
Not a theory, or bleeding hearted liberalism
Just wrong, time for us to think again.
Copyright John de Gruyther 2017
The World Outside the Window 