There's a small town in the mountains where the streets are wide and still
There are children making angels in the snow
The sunset paints the sky at night
And old man works by candlelight
A tiny baby smiles and waves hello
In the cold gray light of dawn an eagle flies
And the men are happy wearing matching ties
A broken finger will not bend
A female Klingon's drunk boyfriend
This party's better than it seems
Dear sleeping giant panda: pleasant dreams
A rainbow floats above a waterfall
A ferris wheel, a carousel
The landlord never learned to spell
Someone put graffiti on the wall
Atop the Christmas tree, a shining star
And Dwyer's rocking out on air guitar
Someone's grandma owns a gun
A strange balloon man has too much fun
If you're receiving then you're not gay
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