The Snowman

Mother, while you were at the shops

and I was snoozing in my chair

I heard a tap at the window

saw a snowman standing there

He looked so cold and miserable

I almost could have cried

so I put the kettle on

and invited him inside

I made him a cup of cocoa

to warm the cockles of his nose

then he snuggled in front of the fire

for a cosy little doze

He lay there warm and smiling

softly counting sheep

I eavesdropped for a little while

then I too fell asleep

Seems he awoke and tiptoed out

exactly when I’m not too sure

it’s a wonder you didn’t see him

as you came in through the door

(oh, and by the way,

the kitten’s made a puddle on the floor)