Then down my chimney did clamber
A gentleman quite portly
He saw my dram and asked for one
With manners oh so courtly
Poetry
Cold hot panic
Rushing thought bubbles
Easing in find the voice
Never let them see you shake
Then down my chimney did clamber
A gentleman quite portly
He saw my dram and asked for one
With manners oh so courtly
Cold hot panic
Rushing thought bubbles
Easing in find the voice
Never let them see you shake
