Frosty the pervert
All the kids he liked to watch
His dick did grow and he packed snow on his cold and icy crotch.

There must have been some magic
When he stroked his frozen meat
Cause frosty started moaning loud and it Bagan to sleet.

Frosty the pervert
was as glad as he could get
He threw away his corn cob pipe and lit a cigarette.

Frosty the pervert
Didn’t want to go to jail
He began to run while dripping cum and the cops picked up his trail.

Down to the village
His dick melting in his hand
Running here and there all around the square yelling catch me if you can.

They chased him down the streets of town
Right to a bike squad cop
Who shoved a night stick up his ass and frosty screamed “don’t stop!”

Frosty the pervert
Was locked up that very day
But he did not cry as he waved goodbye as he knowing he’d be back someday.

Beating his meat all over the street
Look at frosty go
Sliding his hands all over his glands
His cum is white as snow.

My asshole is sore from your fucking,
My asshole is sore from your dick,
My asshole is sore from your stuffing,
So give it a rest, you prick