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Christmas Carol - Day 23

Our shipment of Stephen's Hot Chocolate came in last night.

It is SO good. If you have the means, I HIGHLY recommend picking some up.

Sipping (or inhaling) some last night, I am reminded of colder climates, snowier climes, and frosty noses. I don't miss those things often, but there's something a little incongruous about drinking a steamy cup of hot chocolate when it's 70 degrees outside...

But I still drank it. And it was AWESOME! Like drinking a chocolate bar...

So here's a little reminder for those of us who are stuck in warmer climes of the wintery world we're missing...

It's a marshmallow world in the winter
When the snow comes to cover the ground
It's time for play, it's a whipped creme day
I wait for it the whole year round

Those marshmallow clouds being friendly
In the arms of the evergreen trees
And the sun is red
Like a pumpkin head
It's shining so your nose won't freeze

The world is your snowball, see how it grows
That's how it goes, whenever it snows
Yeah, the world is your snowball just for a song
Get out and roll it along

It's a yum-yummy world made for sweethearts
Take a walk with your favorite girl
It's a sugar date, what if spring is late
In winter, it's a marshmallow world


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