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The snowman's hat was crooked
And his nose was out of place
And several of his whiskers
Had fallen from his face.
But the snowman didn't notice
For he was trying to think
Of a New Year's resolution,
That wouldn't melt or shrink.
He thought and planned and pondered
With his little snow-ball head
Till his eyes began to glisten
And his toes began to spread;
And at last he said, "I've got it-
I'll make a firm resolve
That no matter what the weather
My smile will not dissolve."
Now the snowman acted wisely
And his resolution won
For his splinter smile was wooden
And it didn't mind the sun!
"The Snowman's Resolution"
Aileen Fisher
(1906-2002)
American writer and poetess
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