Over on BCTS, I blogged about a recent news story where the creators of a snow sculpture were persuaded by the local plod to cover up her 'assets'. A regular quipped "What if there's some magic in that old silk bra they found? What if, when they put it on her, she began to dance around?"

So my warped imagination then produced this...

Frosti the Snowgirl
Was a jolly happy lass
With a slender bod and a curvy butt
And a hairdo made of grass

Frosti the Snowgirl
Was a fairytale they say
She was made of snow
But the men all know
How she came to life one day

There must have been some magic
In that old silk bra they found
For when they placed it around her bust
She began to dance around

Frosti the Snowgirl
Was alive as she could be
And the men all say
She could laugh and play
Just the same as you and me

Frosti the Snowgirl
Knew the sun was hot that day
So she said "Let's run
And we'll have some fun
Now before I melt away!"

Down to the village
With a 'broomstick' in her hand
Running here and there all around the square
Giggling "Catch me if you can!"

She led them down the streets of town
Right to the traffic cop
And she only paused a moment when
She heard him holler "Stop!"

Frosti the Snowgirl
Had to hurry on her way
But she waved goodbye
Saying "Don't you cry
I'll be back again some day!"