Snowmen know no men,
Though they rarely are alone;
Their lives are flanked by children,
Yet they never feel at home.
Snowmen are the outcasts,
Abandoned to the sun;
They waste away in silence —
All in the name of fun!
Snowmen live their days to die;
They greet this world to leave it.
Snowmen never question why;
I wonder — what’s their secret?