SNOWMEN REALLY LIKE CAKE

 

Snowmen really like cake

Which isn’t surprising

They don’t have a favourite

But they like thick icing

SNOWMEN EAT BREAKFAST # 1

 

Snowmen eat breakfast

Let’s make no mistakes

And their favourite dish

Is a bowl of snowflakes

SNOWMEN EAT BREAKFAST # 2

 

Snowmen eat breakfast

But never Potato Rösti’s

Their dish of choice

Is just a bowl of Frosties

SNOWMEN FOR BREAKFAST

 

Snowmen for breakfast

Eat pancakes of course

Their topping of choice,

Has to be Chilly sauce!

 

WATCH OUT IN TRANSYLVANIA

 

Watch out in Transylvania

Because the snowmen

Will, given the chance,

Give you a nasty frostbite

TWO SNOWMEN WERE STOOD IN A FIELD

 

Two snowmen were stood in a field

In one of those cold exposed spots

When one turned to the other and said,

Am I the only one who can smell Carrots?

RED CHEEKS

 

Cheeks wear a rosy glow

As they play out in the snow

Making the snowman grow

Until the wind begins to blow

And they look at me and know

It’s time for a mug of cocoa

A SNOWMANS TALE

 

When I was very little

My dad and his brother

Built a huge snowman

Bigger than any other

 

He was as tall as Dad

And was round and fat

It had coal for eyes

And a big black hat

 

A scarf about its neck

For sartorial style

A large carrot nose

And a twig for a smile

 

Knobbly stick arms

With gloves at the end

A belt around its girth

Like a cummerbund

 

I loved that snowman

Standing so very tall

Until the eventual thaw

And I watched him fall 

I BUILT THE PERFECT SNOWMAN

 

I built the perfect snowman

Well, a snow-woman actually

She was a little disproportionate

But she was perfect to me

She was a little cold

But we could’ve been happy

 

I wrapped her in a blanked

And took her to my bed

In the morning I was hoping,

Though nothing was said

That we would make love

But I woke alone instead

And to make matters worst

One of us had wet the bed

SNOWMAN

 

What a lovely snowman

Big and round and tall

There isn’t anything I like better

Really nothing at all

It’s the first thing I look for

As soon as the snow falls

It’s definitely a snowman

See it has “Snowballs”

CAREFULLY CRAFTED

 

A carefully crafted snowman

Round and fat

Sits on the front lawn

Wearing Daddies hat

MR GLISTEN COMES TO TOWN

The snow has come its falling fast
Its time to dance about and cheer
Soon it will be time to build a snowman
I build the same one every year

When the snow is lying deep and fresh
I go to the cupboard in my room
Where I get his hat, gloves and scarf
And of course his birchwood broom

Mum says “don’t you stay out long”
But she knows that I don’t listen
She knows that it takes some time
To build the perfect Mr Glisten

I always start in the same place
And make the body large and round
For his head I roll a smaller ball
Rolling it on the snowy ground

Soon he stands up taller than me
Rising up from the fallen snow
Each year it takes a little longer
As like me each year he grows

Down his front go pebble buttons
From his neck down to the floor
His stick arms wear his gloves
Which don’t really fit him anymore

Then I put on his scarf and hat
His birch broom stands by his side
Marbles to make his eyes shine
And a stick mouth smiling wide

Last the carrot nose goes in place
And I step back and a moment spend
Gazing at the happy snowman face
Then I say “Hello my old friend”