The Christmas That Wasn't

All the Whats of Whatsonville
Dreamed of sugar and spice
But that mean ole grinch
started by covering us with ice.

Then the snow came
with the wind roaring along.
That piled up 20 foot drifts
and took away our Christmas song.

Winds screaming with snow blowing
Whiteouts, and visibility was low.
On that Christmas morning
Came that blowing snow.

The winds didn't cease
the snow blew around
Christmas was quiet,
no one could move in the town.

Over the weekend,
the snow it came.
And I knew it was the grinch
that we have to blame.

So the grinch stole Christmas
We still can't get through.
But Christmas is about the Christ child
And not me and you.