• A snowman once told me,
    about a dream that to he,
    seemed so grand,
    like a faraway land.

    Santa he saw,
    jolly with his pink maw.

    Clad in red,
    and out of bed,
    he got ready for the day,
    on which kids love to play.

    Christmas twas the day,
    on which kids love to play,
    and Santa was so happy, and jolly, and fat.

    That was the dream,
    of a snowman so keen,
    and he told it again,
    and again,
    and again.