There was once an egg
who didn’t want to be turned into a sneg (snack egg)
So he rolled away
To live another day

He rolled down the road
He never wanted to be sold
He kept on rollin’
Until he went bowlin’

Then he stopped
And was mopped
Away to a cupboard
And there was moored
An eggy ship
And some water so he had a sip

Then he left in his eggy ship
After having a sip
He sailed into the distance
And started to dance

Snow falls around you and its like a winter wonderland. The spruce trees are covered in a white blanket . The wind rustles the trees and it is peaceful, even though the harsh cold bites at you and turns your lips blue you feel warm inside, as you walk back to your log cabin and warm fire.

The water trickles softly, creating a pleasing sound and leaves crunch under your feet. A light breeze rustles the leaves on the trees, it’s a crisp Autumn morning and the aroma of damp vegetation drifts to your nostrils. You can hear birds around you and life is blissful.