I see him standing cold and bare,
In the snowy winter’s air,
Looking lonely out there,
My friend the snowman.
I see him sweating in the winter's sun,
And it doesn't look like he's having fun,
I say come on snowman fight the warmth, but it doen't look like he has won,
My friend the snowman.
I see him melting shorter and shorter,
Time passes and he turned into a quarter,
I wait a bit more, and guess what's happened, he's turned into a puddle of water!
My friend the snowman.(accept he isn't a snowman any more.)
by Byaraa Tserenbat. 08 Jan 10
