I Wish It Was Snow That Rained When My Snowman Died

Who she and her papa are

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My snowman had a cap

With stripes of gray and blue

I hoped I might be given it

When he melted

But there was someone else who needed it.

You should have mopped him up

You shouldn't have evaporated in the cold

My father had to scoop him up

He did what he was told.

He worked himself away

Feeding fires day by day

Daddy was 13th generation

So close to liberation

Another group came in

Their first job was to burn him

At least when he was alive

It wa easier for him to survive.

I hate them for making him what he is:

A burner of the furnaces

I am but two

Do not know the meaning of "Jew"

But that's what daddy is

Mama said I am Aryan

But they put me on a train

I can't complain

I am merely ashes, waiting to rain