January 2012
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Snowball by Shel Silverstein, a poem
Snowball by Shel Silverstein
I made myself a snow ball as perfect as could be. I thought I’d keep it as a pet and let it sleep with me. I made it some pajamas and a pillow for it’s head. Then, last night it ran away. But first — it wet the bed.
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