Poem by Shel Silverstein

Snowball

I made myself a snowball
As perfect as could be.
I thought I'd keep it as a pet
And let it sleep with me.
I made it some pajamas
And a pillow for its head.
Then last night it ran away,
But first it wet the bed.

1. My Mind Keeps Movin’
2. Crowded Tub
3. Enter This Deserted House
4. Dance to It
5. Rosalie's Good Eats Cafe

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