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WTBAKELAR
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0 posted 2008-12-01 11:06 AM


Once there was a Snowman,
Stood outside the door,
Thought he would like to come inside ,
And play about the floor,
Thought he would like to warm himself,
By the fire bright,
Thought he could snuggle up,
In the big feather bed at night,

So he called the North Wind,
Help me now I pray,
I’m completely frozen,
Standing here all day,

So the North wind came along,
And blew him inside the door,



And now there is nothing left of him,
But a puddle on the floor.

The answer is always NO, Until the question is asked.

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1 posted 2008-12-01 12:32 PM


Really cute. I liked it."late"
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2 posted 2008-12-01 01:04 PM


Poor snowman, I have to read this to my granddaughter, cute.
                           ida

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3 posted 2008-12-01 04:33 PM


almost sounds like there is a children's book hiding in this one, hint, hint...
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4 posted 2008-12-03 01:11 AM


Awwww, poor snowman.  I love this poem.

Alison

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5 posted 2008-12-03 11:06 AM


Lovely poem, but poor darling little snowman.  He lives on in this poem, though.

- Owl

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6 posted 2008-12-03 11:17 AM


  Hmm?  Just goes to show that it never pays to "cuddle up"!  Enjoyed your tale!

Helen

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7 posted 2008-12-03 11:24 AM


This is what I remember of a poem that my mother taught me when I was about 5 or 6 years old,  (real long time ago)  I don't know if she wrote it or it was passed down from her mother.  They both wrote poetry.
My mother still does, and has had many published over the years.

I can not take credit for the poem, I have always remembered it and wanted to share it.

Hope all enjoy it.    WT.

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