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Each angel has its wings when the school bell rings,
And Heaven's class is done for the day.
The storm outside is blowing through the gates,
And the pearly luster is lost in the snow.

The angels laugh and play wishing that they may,
Stop and freeze for just a little while.
They become a little sad knowing right below,
Demons burn as they play in the flakes.

Tossing their halos down they fall to the ground,
Angels making angels in the snow.
Jesus comes out and sees the joyful holy crowd,
Laughing at the crew he has made.

Angels making angels in the snow,
Don't you know,
That's the latest rage in Heaven,
When it snows.