Winter Wonderland

By Richard B. Smith and Mr. Colombina Sleigh bells ring, are you listening, At Guerlain, snow is glistening A beautiful smell, We're happy as hell. Sniffing in a winter wonderland. Gone away is the Blue Grass Here to stay is a new class We sprayed a love scent, Where ever we went, Sniffing in a winter wonderland. In the meadow we can build a snowman, Then pretend that she is Bobbi Brown She'll say: Are you married? We'll say: No ma'am But you can do the job While we dry down. Later on, we'll conspire, As we spritz Dunhill's Desire We try to avoid too much resinoid Sniffing in a winter wonderland. In the meadow we can build a snowman, And pretend that he is Calvin Klein We'll have lots of fun with mister snowman, Until we get some Bond Number Nine. When it squirts, it ain't spilling, And your nose gets a thrilling. We'll frolic and spray, the Mitsouko way, Sniffing in a winter wonderland. Photo by Ellen Von Unwerth