But her fire is so delightful,

And since we've no place to go,

Let it snow, let it go, let it snow.

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She doesn't show signs of stopping,

And you brought your balls for popping;

The lights are turned way down low,

Let it go, let it snow, let it go.

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When we finally say good night,

How you’ll hate going out to her storm;

But if she really burns it right,

All the way home you’ll be warm.

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Your cock is slowly dying,

And, my dear, we're still good-bye-ing,

But as long as you let it go,

Let it snow, let it go, let it snow.

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CB thanks all who sent emails of support

after her jesting jousting cat-fight with Kristoff

caused a pissed-off cast-off from the boards.

Goes to show not every eunuch mellows out,

that to de-ball is not the be-all end-all

we might hope, yet hope we must…