Three inches might not
Seem like very much
When it comes to blizzards
And snowstorms and such
But that’s what we got
And it didn’t seem fitting
To stay snug and cozy
Inside and sitting
With our condo parking lot
Blanketed in snow
And so we decided
To give it a go
It’s like riding a bike
We convinced ourselves
And quickly became
Snowman-building elves
He’s not very tall
But cute as can be
He has certain charm
As you yourself see
While taking his picture
We were not alone
Several folks did the same
Before he was gone
For we knew it not wise
To get too attached
To this little snowman
We had ourselves hatched
The Carolina sun
Did it’s job quickly
And our spunky snowman
Began to look sickly
By late afternoon
I was rather forlorn
Since all that was left
Was the hat he had worn
Carpe diem must be
The moral of this story
I do hope it wasn’t
Too sad or too gory
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