Wintery chill floats on by,
As I move down the street that melts with the sky,
Shivering in my coat, the wind blows right through me,
I look up from the ground and there’s a haze like a light under the sea

As I approach it a faint little figure appears,
Tall and skinny with a small lighted sphere,
Closer and closer I moved on further,
And stood there a little light post on the transfer

I looked around but there was nothing more,
Just the little light post like before,
It had two signs, one pointing to Thereville,
And the other pointing to Farville

I looked to Thereville and headed down that way,
So then I made it home safely,
Thank goodness nothing horrid occurred,
And its all thanks to the little light post on the transfer