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This Is my poem I say until you.
In The night, the snowman rise
But in the day the snowman dries
Down underneath i see the sorrow
But there is nothing left i can borrow
I stretch my sticks upon the light
But all day and night I lie still waiting for a fight
Then comes the monsters of hell
I bring them quite a swell
But my tummy is ringing like a bell
But still i can't tell
In the open fields that sweat
Down to the leaves that's wet
Wish all my snow was gone
But i don't believe i will as long
In The night, the snowman rise
But in the day the snowman dries
Down underneath i see the sorrow
But there is nothing left i can borrow
I stretch my sticks upon the light
But all day and night I lie still waiting for a fight
Then comes the monsters of hell
I bring them quite a swell
But my tummy is ringing like a bell
But still i can't tell
In the open fields that sweat
Down to the leaves that's wet
Wish all my snow was gone
But i don't believe i will as long
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