The Snowman
I tried to make a snowman, but it wasn’t very good
The sun it kept on melting it, so I made it out of wood
I gave it rivets for its buttons and tacks for both its eyes
And a balsa wood bowler hat, tipped gently to the skies
But someone got the season wrong and what they did was dire
They went and took my wooden snowman and made a big bonfire
The sun it kept on melting it, so I made it out of wood
I gave it rivets for its buttons and tacks for both its eyes
And a balsa wood bowler hat, tipped gently to the skies
But someone got the season wrong and what they did was dire
They went and took my wooden snowman and made a big bonfire
This poem is copyright (©) Kenny Davitt 2026
About the Writer
Kenny Davitt
Kenny has worked with children and played with words for more years than he cares to remember. An avid book collector and lover of children’s fiction, he now volunteers in a school, helping to spread the love of reading.
