Back when I worked in AIDS services, the director of our agency had a holiday tradition--every year he would dance in the hallway and sing Here Comes Suzy Snowflake. He was always kind of surprised that none of the rest of us had ever heard of the song or Suzy.
I've kind of lost touch with him over the years, but through the magic of the internet, I've found Suzy. I'd like to dedicate this post to Steve, wherever he is.
And just because, I think he'd really get a kick out of it, here's Soul Coughing's slightly more disturbing version:
So, yes, Virginia, there is a Suzy Snowflake. I hope she hasn't been visiting your area already this winter!