sˈɪŋɪŋ ɐbˌaʊt ðə dʒˈɔɪ ʌv wˈɪntɚ, ðə tˈaʊnspiːpəl ɑːɹ kənvˈɪnst ænd fɹˈɔsti ɪz juːnˈænɪməsli dᵻklˈɛɹd kˈɪŋ.
Singing about the joy of winter, the townspeople are convinced and Frosty is unanimously declared king.