There’s a feature to recall. Does it give any clue at all?
The poro searches, sniff and look. Could it be something to cook?
Neither here nor there. The poro finds snow everywhere.
The poro knows it is somewhere. White and fluffy the lead is fair.
A snowball flies with ill end. Who could help our furry friend?
Tall stands, protective bash. Our poro has found his moustache!
A snax is due and they join the crew. The party showdown, welcome to Snowdown!