Snowman in a face mask

There was a snowman in a mask
Who sipped his whisky, from an old hip flask
He kept his distance, caused no trouble
Wishing someone would join his bubble

The days grew shorter, leaves turned brown
No kids, no snowballs, another lockdown
A single snowman in a mask
His only friend, that old hip flask

But then one day a girl walked by
A festive twinkle in her eye
She made it quick, avoiding trouble
A second snowman, to join his bubble…