Humorous poem about the enormous snowball that came towards me.
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The snowball rolled down the hill.
It was very small.
The snowball started gaining speed.
It got a little bigger.
The snowball was moving faster.
It was now the size of a pumpkin.
The snowball was racing towards the bottom.
It was taller than a man.
The snowball veered towards me.
It was humongous.
The snowball crashed right into me.
Now I’m covered with snow from head to tie.
I look like Frosty the Snowman,
But I sure don’t feel very jolly.
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