The Winter Solstice Song

We welcome you, dear Winter Solstice. We will be your host and hostess. Do Winter bring her? Stay right there. Don't lift a finger. Have a pipe. But don't even think about smoking that. My white leather couch. Get your ass up. Put your fucking shoes on. Walk at least two blocks away before you even light that shit. Make sure you walk north so the winds carry it away from the house, away from this house. There are towels in the utility closet to the right of the entryway. They're so big to clean yourself. Did you see that as present? It's hard for my money. This is just a sound. I