Once there was a snowman,
So graceful and so cool,
He was just standing there , he felt like such a fool.
“I feel like a moran” he said one day,
“I just want to sing and play”
“well you can't”said the boy “you are just my little toy”
“please” said the snowman
“I want to move around,
I don't want my feet stuck here,freezing to the ground.
One day he called to the sun, he said “please help me mighty one”
I only really like my feet,
I want to be killed by your heat ”
He eventually went to heaven,
At the grand age of 11,
But alas, his feet stayed on the ground,
And never made another sound.
Hi,
I thought I might post some of my poetry.
I like posting my own stuff instead of others.
Please tell me what you thought.
Speed577
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