There’s a Yeti In My Freezer

This poem is for Project OpenBook, a community-built children’s book. Details below.

There’s a yeti in my freezer,
A big old hairy guy.
“Abominable Snowman”
Is the name you know him by.

There’s a yeti in my freezer.
That’s what I’m telling you.
Because I asked my father
And he told me it was true.

There’s a yeti in my freezer.
It’s just as I had feared.
Last night we got some ice cream
But now it’s disappeared.

There’s a yeti in my freezer.
I’ll tell you how I know:
He ate my favorite popsicles
And mommy’s cookie dough.

There’s a yeti in my freezer
With the same good taste as me.
He’ll eat a million pancakes
But he’ll never touch a pea.

There’s a yeti in my freezer…
And something I might add:
That yeti in my freezer
Looks exactly like my dad!

Written by Phil Haussler.

Illustrated by Brad Sneed.

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