A bold, cold-hearted wind
Slipped discreetly into town;
He was out to look for victims,
And he fast came swooping down,
But he ran into a snowdrift,
So curvaceous and fair,
That he caught her in his icy grip
And threw her in the air.
And ’round and ’round they whirled
In the closest kind of dance;
He had swept her off her feet
With his whirl-wind romance.
She hoped he’d never let her go,
She really thought he’d stay–
‘Til he dumped her on a rooftop,
Blew her off, and flew away.