19. Snow Men 19th - Dec - 20181st - Dec - 2018 The Pesky PoetLeave a comment There are snow men, With snow balls, Rudolf calls, And we deck the halls. We shake hands, And make plans, Sing psalms, And we meet our grans. I write poems, Clap my hands, Smile at my plans, And thank you my fans. And of course feel free to share via:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)MoreClick to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window)Click to share on Telegram (Opens in new window)Click to share on Skype (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...