2018.11.07.
Dad's swinging the axe around
It's a cabin when it's coldPeople shivering under the blankets
Freezing and the fever is shaking
Toes are cold, nose is running
The fireplace is wide open and empty
Even though it's Christmas Eve
Finally dad has had enough
He found an axe from the porch
Dad's swinging the axe around
The yard's fence is falling with noise
Dad's swinging the axe around
Firewood begins to be made
Dad's swinging the axe around
It's now warm enough in the cabin
Fire is crackling in the fireplace
The lovely fire is warming
Cheeks are glowing, eyes shining
Dad heads smiling
Into mom's armpit
'You smell like liquor again'
Says dear mom to dad
Dad's swinging the axe around
The yard's fence is falling with noise
Dad's swinging the axe around
Firewood begins to be made
Dad's swinging the axe around