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The Snowman With The Black Cap On
A little too late for Christmas isn’t it?
The toys are gone but Santa is back in town
Giving out gifts and coating cities with baking soda.
The warehouses are overstocked with it
Cities and towns are overwhelmed with it
And its victims are running away from it.
The white world stares innocently at the sleeping crowd
And the snowman sitting beside the corner house
With pink pointed nose and seven black whiskers
Awaits its tired visitors. His black cap with light blue
Emblem attached to the center, sits comfortably on his head.
Maybe it's a landmark for someone to establish a location
or a marker to indicate that someone is there
And so the snowman with the black cap on
Is attracting visitors from everywhere.
©2015 Christine Phillips