We ski at Holimont. What a great way to pass the dark days of Winter.
When the skies are gray and the air is chilled people fret and loose their will.
Many folks jump up and exclaim "its time for the frozen rain!"
They get in their cars and head out on the road
To Ellicottville we are bound and nothing will slow us down
Drive, drive drive
some down from the great white North
many from the land of hot wings
still others from the town of burning rivers
All to enjoy the too few days of frozen precipitation known as snow in the hills of Western New York.
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