The glitter swirls whitely
It’s a shake up
Isn’t there another pastime
You could take up
Tried to break in
To the cozy cottage sitting
On a bubble of a hill
All you can do is
Watch the flakes spill upon
This gentle scene
But I spot a tiny crack
Near your knuckle
Escape is at hand
For this gold buckled elf
In your hand
Trapped in a snow globe
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