Snowday

Waking to new world of white Happiness exploding
A walk with dogs
Deep white fluff covers the outside A helping hand bundels me up
Dressed up in warmth, I march outside
I make Mr.Poulet, a snowman
I make a face print in the snow, coldness that burns, but fun still lats when I make a tunnel to  Mr.Poulet.
Mr.Poulet so long, when big brother comes and jumps on you.
Don't worry, I know where he sleeps :]
I will make Mr.Poulet Jr, In honor of Mr.Poulet
Long Live The King!
   
By Sammy