Frosty the Snowman
Spent all his time in cold
Morning, noon and night
Through snow drifts he did roll
He lived benumbed alone
So shivery and wintry
And yet he longed for something
He knew just could not be
A world of red and orange
Of heat and sandy shores
Where people were so warm
That barely clothes they wore!
One day in pure frustration
For another blizzard blew
He couldn’t take a minute more
He knew what he must do
He bought himself a ticket
To see Galapagos
He didn’t even need a bag
For a scarf and carrot nose
While sitting on the airplane
He turned the fan real high
And though he started sweating
He was happy just to fly
The flight, thank god, was short
He landed, still intact
Yet now was full on melting
There was no turning back
He barely had the time to get
To see the isle and beach
What once was just a fantasy
Was now within his reach!
And just as his eyes saw the sea
He turned into a puddle
His corncob pipe and carrot nose
Now floated in a muddle
But don’t for Frosty shed a tear
His story is not sad
He left this earth enjoying
The best day he ever had!
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