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Snowman Convention

Dragon badly wanted to visit the Snowman Convention this year. 
He knew they go to the South Pole when spring begins to appear. 
Dragon was resolute about this; he REALLY wanted to go there.
So he wrapped up in a blanket and rolled in the snow, so very fair.

A burly-er snowman had never been seen before, plus he had a tail!
But he quickly started to melt, our little, hot guy, of massive scale!
So the snowmen put him in an igloo, determined to save their friend.
They carried him like a pharaoh, up on their shoulders to contend…

But they were fighting a losing warm weather tide, from deep inside!
Never had they met such a melting snowman, no matter how they tried. 
But snowmen never give up; they kept plying him with ice on all sides.
Finally they climbed upon a glacier, tucking him in a fissure, deep inside!

Now the fissure melted to an ice cave, as it continued to melt all around.
Before they knew it, a huge palace formed beneath his feet, quite sound.
Slowly a ballroom formed, and dragon sunk lower, as ice Melted beneath! 
Yep! The Dragon exhaust was daunting, and worrisome, at the very least.

Then the moisture dripped into chandeliers, as mirrors gave them such light.
As the interloper who’d caused them such trouble, became a welcome sight.
Indeed this was the first home these poor snowmen had ever, really had.
Ballroom, bedrooms, meeting places, and halls, made everyone, so very glad.

No more, would they have to stand out in cold driving winds, for all their lives!
Dragon was a hero, honored, as they chiseled him, a statue dutifully made of ice.
Stories would be sung on the wind for eons, of Dragon’s serendipitous surprise.
And the Snowmen would have a comfy home so artfully, perfectly contrived. 

And no one minded a sneeze or a fart as another room had appeared with a start.
Indeed, they actually welcomed them, for all that they could eventually impart.
But even Dragons need help to go home, as everyone pointed the way to roam.
Luckily, Dragon’s penguins had come, to help our little guy, find his way…

All the way home, and of his story…nobody believed him, except his penguins,
And us, of course… The End.

Written 12-29-2016

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