Inside the tomb where once a plow man at rest lay several costumed hipsters stumbled in from the barcade acrost the way There must have been some magick in that thrift store hat they found. For when they placed it on his head it began to spin around. Frosty, the plow man was a dreadful sight to see decomposing flesh only did so much to hide the hateful scowl beneath. Since Frosty's days, society had progressed quite a lot. And when he spotted Becky's legs he began to holler 'THOT' Off sprang her choker, as the shovel cleaved her head If only Frosty held the fair ideals, of the modern man instead. Thumpity thump thump thumpity thump thump look at Frosty go Thumpity thump thump thumpity thump thump hellfire eyes aglo