One cold winter's day the snow came down;
A blanket of white covered the town.
Children streamed out and started to build
With snow, and soon the gardens were filled
With snowmen!
The young ones kept building more and more.
So many snowmen — snowmen galore!
A sinister army dressed in white,
Standing and staring by day and night.
An omen!
A big freeze set in, without a thaw.
The townsfolk looked out and swore they saw
New snowmen standing next to the old,
There in each garden, out in the cold.
Big snowmen!
Who built the new ones? Nobody knew.
Children were frightened — some adults too.
Snowmen assembled in serried ranks,
Blocking the footpaths; joined at the flanks.
No-go men!
Snowmen obstructed every known path;
The people were spooked, fearing their wrath.
Snow kept on falling; roads became blocked.
Windows shut tight and every door locked.
No flow then!
Snowmen were marching down every street;
People who saw turned white as a sheet.
"Have I gone mad?" one old fellow cried.
No-one could comprehend if they tried.
How so then?
Well, after a week a thaw began;
The snowmen were gone, and every man,
Woman and child would try to forget
Those strangest of snowbound days, and yet...
They'd always remember
The snowmen!