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.
©The Pesky Poet
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