A Snowman Named Chum
TUBULAR AND JOLLY HE SAT IN THE SNOW
HIS EYES MADE OF BLACK BUTTONS AND GLOW
ENERGETICALLY MADE, BY THE HANDS OF A CHILD
"What a wonderful morning to build me a chum "
said the child as he picked, packed and put with his might
He poked in a carrot then packed it real tight
but spoke not a word as he stood there, chalk white
He showed him two tonsils, one tongue and some teeth
all he got was a grin and a stare, " call me Pete "
Crunch, crunch went the boots, they were all in cahoot
if you hear me Chum please give a hoot !
It was an owl by far who heeded his call
white as pure snow but not quite so tall;
Rollaway days made for children at play
It was Christmas and oh, it had to be done
inclining an ear he said, ''be a good chum ''
as he turned up a grin, he sang with a hum.
December 13, 2020
Sponsor: Emile Pinet
Contest Name: Winter
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