Frosty the nostrils

»The sun has finally climbed enough to start defrosting. Winter is losing its grip.
»Quite literally, the story of Obama. —rickb223

Heh.

There must've been
some magic in
that old silk hat they found
'Cause when they put it on his head,
BO began to dance around.

...

For Frosty, the Preznit,
had to hurry on his way,
But he waved goodbye,
sayin' "Don't you cry,
I'll send Mooch again some day."