In honor of the amazing Polar Express program coming up this Friday at 5:30 and the (not quite) polar weather we are having, here are a few poems from the book,
A WHISPERY GALLOP of hooves in the snow,
As reindeer play tag through each drift;
Splish-splush! Through the mush-slushy puddles they go-
O reindeer! Run silent, run swift!
PENGUINS look immensely smart
It needs no explanation
They’re simply waiting patiently
For a dinner invitation.
THE secret of the polar bear
Is that he wears long underwear.