Grumpy Snowman
I don’t want to be a snowman
it’s far too cold out there,
I can’t roll that far
not at any time of the year.
I don’t want to be a snowman
it’s boring standing still,
and I can’t feel my feet
this snow is way too chilled!
Can you find somebody else?
I’m feeling far too tired,
this carrot is really heavy
and my coal eyes are on fire.
Is anybody listening?
I’ll tell you one more time
I DON’T WANT TO BE A SNOWMAN
and I don’t want this poem to RHYME!
Can you please just roll me indoors,
sit me quietly by the fire,
where I can melt away in peace once more
whilst sipping a glass of….water?
it’s far too cold out there,
I can’t roll that far
not at any time of the year.
I don’t want to be a snowman
it’s boring standing still,
and I can’t feel my feet
this snow is way too chilled!
Can you find somebody else?
I’m feeling far too tired,
this carrot is really heavy
and my coal eyes are on fire.
Is anybody listening?
I’ll tell you one more time
I DON’T WANT TO BE A SNOWMAN
and I don’t want this poem to RHYME!
Can you please just roll me indoors,
sit me quietly by the fire,
where I can melt away in peace once more
whilst sipping a glass of….water?
This poem is copyright (©) Julie Stevens 2025

About the Writer
Julie Stevens
Julie Stevens writes poems for both adults and children. She covers many themes, but often engages with the problems of disability. Her children’s poems have been published in many places including in anthologies published by Macmillan and Oxford University Press, in Paper Lanterns, The Dirigible Balloon, The Toy and Tyger Tyger. She has four published adult pamphlets. www.jumpingjulespoetry.com