The Last Carrot

I can’t believe he took the last carrot To fashion a nose for his tottery snowman Even more surprised that Frosty could wear it While running away as fast as he can!
Written December 2, 2022
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Gentile Avatar
December 3, 2022 at 6:01 AM
Were you saving it for beef stew! Good one Milt! A fun Wintery image this is! Happy Saturday!
Hankins Avatar
December 3, 2022 at 8:07 AM
Thanks, Mike. I do love a good beef stew. Have a marvelous weekend!
Chies Avatar
December 2, 2022 at 5:46 PM
light, graceful and youthful. I loved it.
Hankins Avatar
December 2, 2022 at 7:28 PM
Ah, thanks, Marco. So happy to hear from you.
Krutsinger Avatar
December 2, 2022 at 1:45 PM
Funny to read! Fun to think about!
Hankins Avatar
December 2, 2022 at 4:07 PM
Glad you got a kick out of it, Caren.
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