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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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