Sunday Comes Afterwards - A Festive Interlude

Over the river and through the woods
To Grandmother's house we go
The horse knows the way to carry the sleigh
Through white and drifted snow

Over the river and through the woods
Oh, how the wind does blow
It stings the toes and bites the nose
As over the ground we go

Over the river and through the woods
To have a full day of play
Oh, hear the bells ringing ting-a-ling-ling
For it is Cryptid Day

Over the river and through the woods
Trot fast my dapple gray
Spring over the ground just like a hound
For this is Cryptid

Sliver cats, sliver cats
It's cryptid-time in the forest
Ring-a-ling, see them cling (watch them spring)
Cryptids are having their day
Cryptids are having their day
Cryptids are having their day

Written by:
Stevonnie Ross

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