Pingu in the Igloo

You looked liked Pingu in the Igloo

Your nose was cold , you showed me the icicle, that you found, hanging from the roof

I remember your entrance to the room i was in and the

half pint glass you were holding, that made you look bigger than you were

You drew a charming stick man on my left hand and you told me not to wash it off.

we loved you, we loved you.