"JACK FROST"
(Original.) When I went out'on a winter's night, I spied a little man in white, All in white front top to toe In a dress of frosty snow. Frosty ruffles at his throat, Icy buttons on his cloak, As he. wandered here and there, Ho sang a song in the frosty tir, As he tried to freeze your hair, And snow your houses ma But we were wise, so he will die, When our fires he ventures by"GEEY WING?' (14). City.
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Evening Post, Volume CXV, Issue 147, 24 June 1933, Page 20
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83"JACK FROST" Evening Post, Volume CXV, Issue 147, 24 June 1933, Page 20
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