Man Of Snow
I created a large snowman
On our snowy laden front lawn
Facing the street on which we live.
It was not an ordinary
Snowman; you know, the ones you see
With large packed snowballs stacked on top
Of each other with chunks of coal
Representing facial features;
Not mine! He was a translucent,
Naked man of wintery snow;
A frigid albino nudist
Whose large, blue-shooter marble eyes
Stare back at you from its cold soul
Beckoning every passerby.
poem by Albert Ahearn
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Snowbound
Lay your body down upon the midnight snow,
Feel the cold of winter in your hair
Here in a world of your own,
In a casing thats grown
To a childrens delight
That arrived overnight.
And here they come to play their magic games
Carving names upon your frozen hand.
Here in a world of your own,
Like a sleeper whose eyes
Sees the pain with surprise
As it smothers your cries
Theyll never never know.
Hey theres a snowman
Hey, hey what a snowman
Pray for the snowman
Ooh, ooh what a snowman
They say a snow years a good year
Filled with the love of all who lie so deep.
Smiling faces tear your body to the ground
Covered red that only we can see.
Here in a ball that they made
From the snow on the ground,
See it rolling away
Wild eyes to the sky
Theyll never, never know.
Hey theres a snowman
Hey what a snowman
Pray for the snowman
Ooh, ooh what a snowman
They say a snow years a good year
Filled with the love of all who lie so deep.
Hey there goes the snowman
Hey there what a snowman
Hey there lies the snowman
Hey he was a snowman
They say a snow years a good year
Filled with the love of all who lie so deep.
song performed by by Genesis
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Frosty The Snowman
Frosty the snowman was a jolly happy soul
With a corn cop pipe and a button nose
And two eyes made out of coal
Frosty the snowman is a fairy tale they say
He was made out of snow
But the children know how he came to life one day
There must of been some magic in
That ol silk cap they found
For when they placed it on his head
He began to dance around
Frosty the snowman was alive as he could be
And the children say he could laugh and play
Just the same as you and me
Frosty the snowman knew the snow was hot that day
So he said lets run and have some fun before I melt away
Down to the village with a broom stick in his hand
Runnin here and there all around the square
Sayin catch me if you can
He led them down the streets of town
Right to the traffic cop
And he only paused a moment when he heard him holler stop
Frosty the snowman
Had to hurry on his way
But he waved goodbye sayin please dont cry
Ill be back again some day
song performed by by George Strait
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Frosty The Snowman
Frosty the snowman
Was a jolly happy soul
With a corn-cob pipe and a button nose
And two eyes made out of coal
Frosty the snowman
Is a fairy tale they say
He was made of snow
But the children know
How he came to life one day
There must have been some magic
In that old silk hat they found
For when they placed it on his head
He began to dance around
Frosty the snowman
Was alive as he could be
And the children say
He could laugh and play
Just the same as you and me
Frosty the snowman
Knew the sun was hot that day
So he said, lets run
And well have some fun
Now before I melt away
Down to the village
With a broomstick in his hand
Running here and there
All around the square
Saying, catch me if you can
He led them down
The streets of town
Right to the traffic cop
And he only paused a moment
When he heard them holler, stop!
Frosty the snowman
Had to hurry on his way
But he waved goodbye
Saying, dont you cry
Ill be back again some day
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Frosty The Snowman
Frosty the Snowman
Was a jolly happy soul
With a corncob pipe and a button nose
And two eyes made out of coal
Frosty the Snowman
Is a fairytale they say
He was made of snow
But the children know
How he came to life one day
There must have been some magic
In that old silk hat they found
For when they placed it on his head
He began to dance around
Frosty the Snowman
Was alive as he could be
And the children say
He could laugh and play
Just the same as you and me
Frosty the Snowman
Knew the sun was hot that day
So he said let's run
And we'll have some fun
Now before I melt away
Down to the village
With a broomstick in his hand
Running here and there all around the square
Saying catch me if you can
He led them down the streets of town
Right to the traffic cop
And he only paused a moment when
He heard him holler stop
Frosty the Snowman
Had to hurry on his way
But he waved goodbye
Saying don't you cry
I'll be back again some day
Thumpety thump thump
Thumpety thump thump
Look at Frosty go
Thumpety thump thump
Thumpety thump thump
Over the hills of snow
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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A Dream In A Winter Night
When I open my eyes
naked trees already dressed
with snow so clean and white
many little children making snowman
one big big snowman.
I smile
I am happy
but only for this moment
for this moment that I am dreaming
of seing once again
little children
playing under the sun
on a snowy winter morning
all around the neighborhood.
poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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Snowman
Snowman
I’m going to Sapporo next year to build a snowman
and win a prize, get my picture on the news and
be interviewed by David Frost.
I will not be arrogant and look down on ordinary
people, but everyone will notice that inner glow and
say: Truly there walks a famous, yet humble man.”
For I know, as you do, come spring my snowman will
melt, and only you admiration for the famous will
prevail, until someone builds a bigger snowman.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Snow Man
You’re looking out of the window,
you’re watching the settling snow.
Soft the snow falls like angels’ feathers,
bringing your children and joy together.
For they’re building a snowman,
from whatever snow that they can.
They give me a nose, eyes, hat and pipe,
so tell me now, what do I look like?
You say I am always still and cold,
stood here for all of you to behold,
but that was the way that I was made.
This is what I am, happy in the shade.
Then there was a break in the clouds,
and the great Sun shines out loud,
hurting me, until I do cry,
until I melt, wilt and die.
The sun is here and I’ve nowhere to go,
my tears run cold, turned from snow,
Until all that is left is my eyes of coal,
and my hat dancing in the wind, with my soul.
poem by Dale Mullock
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A day with the snow
A park of winter in the thickest layer of snow
The emptyness fills the area
But solumness and peace still wonder
Pavemnet of ice slides the vistitors around
The grass now barely visable
A large patch of peace disturbed softness
This now holds home to a snowman
Still holding the echos of childrens laughter
The office workers with a coffee break of chatter
As they walk in the pairs of their bussiness talks
And as they leave for the night
The day will continue
Until midnight where the frost settles
Once again to reunite with the grass
Making another snowy day ahead
poem by Daniel Laurence
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A Snowman
Its fun to make a snowman,
If only he could stay,
But when the sun comes out,
Our snowman runs away.
Its fun to make a snowman,
But when he runs away,
It’s sad to see him go,
We had fun anyway.
Next year when the snow comes,
We can make another man,
And when he runs away,
We can do the same again.
poem by Claire Galpin
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A Mountain and A Squirrel
A mountain was saying this to a squirrel
'Commit suicide if you have self-respect
You are insignificant, still so arrogant, how strange!
You are neither wise, nor intelligent! not even shrewd!
It is strange when the insignificant pose as important!
When the stupid ones like you pose as intelligent!
You are no match in comparison with my splendor
Even the earth is low compared with my splendor
The grandeur of mine does not fall to your lot
The poor animal cannot equal the great mountain! '
On hearing this the squirrel said, 'Hold your tongue!
These are immature thoughts, expel them from your heart!
I do not care if I am not large like you!
You are not a pretty little thing like me
Everything shows the Omni-potence of God
Some large, some small, is the wisdom of God
He has created you large in the world
And He has taught me climbing large trees
You are unable to walk a single step
Only large size! What other greatness have you?
If you are large show me some of the skills I have
Show me how you break this beetle nut as I can
Nothing is useless in this world
Nothing is bad in God's creation
poem by Allama Muhammad Iqbal
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03-25=2010*** How In The Hell Are They Still Standing?
I keep seeing people who should be dead
They're not be in the morgue yet
I don't see why
What is keeping them moving breathing
My most recent sighting was
Just to the right of the front door
Of The San Francisco
Main Library
The Swig family and other old and new
Monied San Franciscans
Campaigned and fundraised
To pay for large rooms with their names
The library's many floors have decor
It even has a small deli
If you can pay for self-service coffee
Or the sandwich of the day
As you walk in off the street
You are greeted by
Large open space
Friends' of the Library Book Sales
Back outside in the cold
Just to the right of the front door
Stood a breathing
Dead person
There is no reason
I can see why
This person is still alive
What's keeping him upright
He's wearing grey sweatpants
Recently pissed in
Mismatched sneakers no socks
Ankles with blue black and red running sores
He's wearing a light long-sleeved shirt
I'm cold in my heavy sweater over my shirt
He put down his two plastice bags
Pulled out a bottle of vodka
Two big gulps saved some for later
I don't expect him to have a later
But off he walks steady on his feet
The seat of his wet pants facing me
The seat of his wet pants
Baffling me why is he still alive
Where does he sleep eat get warm
When and when in the hell will he die
poem by Tom J. Mariani
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Humidity Built The Snowman
Does he still think about her
Why there was never really any doubt
Every time he lights a candle
Or blows a candle out
The scientific nature of the ordinary man
Is to go on out and do the best you can
I dont think that you know
That I think you dont know
That old barometer goes crazy baby
Every time it starts to snow
You wont find me walking
Round your part of town
Humidity built the snowman
Sunshine brought him down
This world is full of people
They never seem to fall
Somebody said they seen you
You hadnt changed at all
The fundamental story
Of the contemporary man
Is to walk away and someday understand
I dont think that you know
That I think you dont know
That old barometer goes crazy baby
Every time it starts to snow
You wont find me walking
Round your part of town
Humidity built the snowman
Sunshine brought him down
The scientific nature of the ordinary man
Is to go on out and do the best you can
I dont think that you know
That I think you dont know
That old barometer goes crazy baby
Every time it starts to snow
You wont find me walking
Round your part of town
Humidity built the snowman
Sunshine brought him down
Humidity built the snowman
Sunshine brought him down
Brought him down
song performed by by John Prine
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The Snowman in the Yard
The Judge's house has a splendid porch, with pillars and steps of stone,
And the Judge has a lovely flowering hedge that came from across the seas;
In the Hales' garage, you could put my house and everything I own,
And the Hales have a lawn like an emerald and a row of poplar trees.
Now I have only a little house, and only a little lot,
And only a few square yards of lawn, with dandelions starred;
But when Winter comes, I have something there that the Judge and the Hales have not,
And it's better worth having than all their wealth--it's a snowman in the yard.
The Judge's money brings architects to make his mansion fair;
The Hales have seven gardeners to make their roses grow;
The Judge can get his trees from Spain and France and everywhere,
And raise his orchids under glass in the midst of all the snow.
But I have something no architect or gardener ever made,
A thing that is shaped by the busy touch of little mittened hands:
And the Judge would give up his lonely estate, where the level snow is laid
For the tiny house with the trampled yard, the yard where the snowman stands.
They say that after Adam and Eve were driven away in tears
To toil and suffer their life-time through, because of the sin they sinned,
The Lord made Winter to punish them for half their exiled years,
To chill their blood with the snow, and pierce their flesh with the icy wind.
But we who inherit the primal curse, and labour for our bread,
Have yet, thank God, the gift of Home, though Eden's gate is barred:
And through the Winter's crystal veil, Love's roses blossom red,
For him who lives in a house that has a snowman in the yard.
poem by Joyce Kilmer from Main Street and Other Poems (1917)
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Winter Wonderland
Sleigh bells ring, are you listening?
In the lane, snow is glistening.
A beautiful sight, were happy tonight
Walking in a winter wonderland.
Gone away, is the bluebird
Here to stay, is a new bird.
He sings a love song, as we go along,
Walking in a winter wonderland.
In the meadow we can build a snowman,
And pretend that he is parson brown.
Hell say are you married? well say no man,
But you can do the job when youre in town.
Later on, well conspire,
As we dream, by the fire
To face unafraid, the plans that weve made
Walking in a winter wonderland.
In the meadow we can build a snowman,
And pretend that hes a circus clown.
Well have lots of fun with mr. snowman.
Until the other kids come knock him down.
When its cold, aint it thrilling
When your nose, gets to chilling.
Well frolic and play, the eskimo way,
Walking in a winter wonderland.
Walking in a winter wonderland!
song performed by by Vonda Shepard
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Recipe For Chocolate Chip Cookies
Chocolate Chip Cookies
¾ cup sugar
¾ cup packed brown sugar
1 cup butter, softened
2 large eggs, beaten
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
2 ¼ cups all-purpose flour
1 teaspoon baking soda
¾ teaspoon salt
2 cups semisweet chocolate chips
Preheat oven to 375 degrees
Get a large bowl for
¾ cup of sugar
¾ cup of packed brown sugar
1 cup of softened butter
1 teaspoon of vanilla extract
And 2 large beaten eggs
Mix by hand in large
Get a small bowl for
2 ¼ cups all- purpose flour
1 teaspoon of baking soda
And ¾ teaspoon of salt
Stir all ingredients together in large bowl
Drop dough in rounded tablespoonfuls
On to ungreased cookie sheet
Bake the cookies 8 to 10 minutes
Or until light brown
Remove from cookie sheet
And then enjoy
poem by Kelsey Isham
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Hibernation
Hibernation
Occupy falling snow; claim it make a snowman with coal eyes and
carrot nose before winter is over and your task runs through your
fingers as water into soft the soil and is privatized when it runs into
a deep lake and you must pay if you want a drink or take a shower.
A carrot not enough to make soup, pieces of coal are not enough to
warm your cold hands. The barons of money have bought streams,
forests and mountains, fenced in and there are gates, you must pay
if you want to walk and see nature at her most enthralling liberty.
And you will think; where is our emancipation to express ourselves?
Nothing is free, why should it be? This is democracy the right to buy
and sell the world’s resources and charge whatever the market says.
And you pay for what is rightfully yours. If you do not occupy it now it
will be too late, spring is the name of misery and it is your fault for
sleeping when snow fell in your garden.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Jeanny Needs A Shooter
I was born down by the river
Where the dirty river flows
And the cool wind cut through me
It cut right through my clothes
And the anger and the yearning
Like fever in my veins
Set the fire burning
She came down from knightstown
With her hands hard from the line
From the first time I laid eyes on her
I knew that shes be mine
Her father was a lawman
He swore hed shoot me dead
cause he knew I wanted jeannie
And Id have her like Id said
Jeannie needs a shooter, shooter like me
Jeannie needs a shooter
Jeannie needs a shooter, shooter on her side
Jeannie needs a shooter
Jeannie needs a shooter
Jeannie needs a shooter
We met down by the river
On the final day in may
And when I leaned down to kiss her
She did not turn away
I drew out all my money
And together we did vow
To meet that very evening
And to get away somehow
Jeannie needs a shooter, shooter like me
Jeannie needs a shooter
Jeannie needs a shooter, shooter on her side
Jeannie needs a shooter
Jeannie needs a shooter
Jeannie needs a shooter
The night was cold and rainy
Down by the borderline
I was riding hard to meet her
When a shot rang out behind
As I lay there in the darkness
With a pistol by my side
Jeannie and her father
Rode off into the night
Jeannie needs a shooter
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Everything Counts
The handshake
Seals a contract
From the contract
There's no turning back
The turning point
Of a career
In Korea being insincere
The holiday
Was fun packed
The contract:
Still intact
The grabbing hands
Grab all they can
All for themselves
After all
It's a competitive world
Everything counts in large amounts
The graph
On the wall
Tells the story
Of it all
Picture it now
See just how
The lies and deceit gained a little more power
Confidence taken in
By a sun tan
And a grin
The grabbing hands
Grab all they can
All for themselves
After all
It's a competitive world
Everything counts in large amounts
The grabbing hands
Grab all they can
Everything counts in large amounts
song performed by by In Flames
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The Trouble with Snowmen
'The trouble with snowmen,'
Said my father one year
'They are no sooner made
than they just disappear.
I'll build you a snowman
And I'll build it to last
Add sand and cement
And then have it cast.
And so every winter,'
He went on to explain
'You shall have a snowman
Be it sunshine or rain.'
And that snowman still stands
Though my father is gone
Out there in the garden
Like an unmarked gravestone.
Staring up at the house
Gross and misshapen
As if waiting for something
Bad to happen.
For as the years pass
And I grow older
When summers seem short
And winters colder.
The snowmen I envy
As I watch children play
Are the ones that are made
And then fade away.
poem by Roger McGough
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Winter Wonderland
Sleigh bells ring are you listening
In the lane snow is glistening
A beautiful sight we?e happy tonight
Walking in a winter wonderland
Gone away is the bluebird
Here to stay is a new bird
He sings a love song as we go along
Walking in a winter wonderland
In the meadow we can build a snowman
Then pretend that he is Parson Brown
He?l say: Are you married?
We?l say: No man!
But you can do the job
When you?e in town
Later on we?l conspire
As we dream by the fire
To face unafraid
The plans that we?e made
Walking in a winter wonderland
In the meadow we can build a snowman
And pretend that he? a circus clown
We?l have lots of fun with mister snowman
Until the all the kids knock him down
When it snows ain? it thrilling
Though your nose gets a chilling
We?l frolic and play the Eskimo way
Walking in a winter wonderland
Walking in a winter wonderland
Walking in a winter wonderland
song performed by by Trisha Yearwood
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