I'm Mister White Christmas
I'm Mister Snow
I'm Mister Icicle
I'm Mister Ten Below
Friends call me Snow Miser,
Whatever I touch
Turns to snow in my clutch
I'm too much!
Hah hah! Get over here, Heat Miser, you hot potato, so I can show you how we really celebrate the New Year's! Snowstorms, icicles, snowmen, a winter wonderland! That's my style!
Dear City, don't listen to whatever that hot dog of a brother of mine says, he's only upset because Mother loves me the most.
[ooc: Affected by the Mask curse. Snape is the Snow Miser from
The Year Without a Santa Claus.]