The snowman's bride was six feet tall
A corncob pipe she sometimes smoked
She wore a tattered woven shawl
Her chest contained an artichoke
Said vegetable had been there placed
Because of her child-builder's quirk
He thought snow-people needed hearts
And that an artichoke would work
He built, of course, the counterpart
To this tall bride of icy white
A snowman with a hat and scarf
Just shy of his fair bride in height
But oh when this child-builder went
To steal a second artichoke
His mother said, "Oh no you don't! I need that!"
And she slapped the bloke
The boy, crestfallen, knew his groom
Could sport no heart of artichoke
And used an acorn shell instead
Which lay beside the yard's fine oak
And so their love unequal was
With love much stronger in the bride
And weaker in the groom, because
His heart was just an acorn's hide
And so the groom, when sun did shine
Stayed strong and tall and didn't melt
Was kept alive by that strong love
That his enduring bride had felt
But she herself, who was not loved
To same degree, did melt away
And that was worse, for soon
The stolen vegetable was on display
"You stole an artichoke to make
A snowman!" shouted child's mum
"Snow-woman,"
child-builder said
His mum thought, "He's obscenely dumb."
Meanwhile, the snow-groom melted down
To just hat, scarf and acorn shell
The squirrels stole and ate his heart
Which in the end was just as well.
