The Snowman Poem by Andrew Matthews
The Snowman
When he was made
the snow he was made of
was perfect
but he wasn't
his body was covered
in dirty dust
his carrot nose
was crooked and rotten
like a witches
his stony eyes
looked odd
and too far apart.
He stood there
for a good couple of days
until the rain melted
him
away
forever.
06/02/2003
14: 36pm
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