Snow Man


   Mittens,
   Coat and hat.
   Look at the bundle,
   Can't move like that!
   
   Momma said, "Stay wrapped up.
                        The air will burn."

   How can that be?
   The scarf wrapped up around my head.
   I'm so wrapped up,
   Can't even see.
   Breathing in the warm air under there.
   Boots over shoes.
   Warm winter suit.
   Stuck a carrot up my nose,
   Stood outside.
   A new snow man grows!
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