Upon a hill that was very tall, a little boy made a big snowball.

He gave that snowball one hard throw. Off it went and then--oh no!

The snow was falling. The wind was blowing. The snowball flew... And kept on going!

It went past boys and girls on sleds.

It went over everybody's hats.

It stopped the cars.

It stopped the trucks.

It scared the feathers off some ducks.

It chased away a dog and a cat.

It knocked off many people's hats.

But still the snowball did not stop.

It flew into the ice cream shop.

And while Miss. Jones was on the phone, it dropped into an ice cream cone.

And juts then, the boy came in, of course.

He was as hungry as a horse.

He wanted something good to eat... so with a dollar he bought a treat.

That's all.

No more snowball.