Snowman-Iac

The snow lay heavy on the ground ‘Til just below the knee Reflecting blue sky all around As far as we could see The temperature was just right For the snowball fans But we had set much higher sights On building a snowman After rolling the hefty base Down a long, gentle grade It moved to a different place Then where it was first laid Then when the lumpy head was plopped That ball started to split Yet became whole before it dropped Without us helping it Before adding the face or arms We went in to get dry And when back out we were alarmed Coz somehow it had eyes I took the carrot in my hands And jabbed it were it goes But since so sharp my palm got jammed So blood ran down its nose The sky took on an eerie glow And clouds were darkly trimmed Then while we looked up, don’t you know Our snowman became limbed! I sprung backward, but was too late Its arm grabbed my collar And quickly I was forced prostrate By, snowman-iac mauler Just like that, my problems doubled As I was no fighter But, by chance to ease this trouble My friend had a lighter Next I felt a frosty river Flowing right down my back I cringed since the flame delivered A snow melting attack I struggled in its icy hold Then punched it in the mug Could anyone believe if told We made a large snow thug Its wood arms swung at us wildly Knocking our teeny torch That’s when my friend acted childly Hiding below the porch I yelled, “Go and grab some more wood, To make this fire hotter. And hopefully then, as it should It will turn to water!” There was some loss in faith and blood Melting snowman-iac mauler I then said standing in the mud, “Let’s make the next one smaller.” For Any Poem Number 31 contest