Danish

Snowman Frost and Lady Thaw

       by Halfdan Rasmussen

 

Snowman Frost

Snowman Frost and Lady Thaw
Went for walks and thought of more.
Found a garden seat and sat
Talked of love and this and that.

Snowman Frost, a little weak
Asked her, “May I kiss your cheek?”
But as Lady Thaw grew warm
He began to lose his form.

As their passion rose in heat
Off he melted from the seat.
When he kissed her tender lips
He slipped through her fingertips.

All alone without ‘amore’
On the seat sits Lady Thaw.
Snowman Frost no more will hug
She must keep him in a mug.

Snemand Frost

Snemand Frost og Frøken Tø
gik en tur ved Søndersø
fandt en bænk og slog sig ned,
talte lidt om kærlighed.

Snemand Frost, som var lidt bleg,
spurgte:” Må jeg kysse dig?”
Men da frøken Tø var varm
smeltede hans højre arm.

Da han kyssed’ hendes kind,
svandt han ganske langsomt ind.
Da han kyssed’ hendes mund
blev han væk i sammen stund.

På en bænk ved Søndersø
sidder stakkelts frøken Tø.
Snemand Frost er smeltet op.
Hun må ha ham i en kop

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