Snowball by Shel Silverstein, a poem
Snowball
by Shel Silverstein
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.
-
joshuarobertlong liked this
-
mustacherobots posted this
