Global Warming
Five little snowmen standing in a line
One, Two, Three, Four, Five
So fine
Melt in the sunshine with a sigh
We'll see you next year
Bye Bye
Every year we see them come
One, Two, Three, Four
Nice sum
Every year we see them go
We take for granted this
Cold snow
Perhaps one year, no snow will arrive
One, Two, Three
We strive
To bring back this chill, once so hated
Perhaps this ending was what always awaited
Always fated
Perhaps that year we'll look to blame
One, Two
No shame
For who is there to hold accountable
This global warming now
Insurmountable
It's too late now, our time is spent
One
We lament
We ignored every omen
Refused to change, didn't even try
There will be no more snowmen
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