A WINTER'S LAMENT - REVISITED!

This winter keeps on going

All the trucks and cars have stopped

Once again the precips falling

Once again New York’s been popped

The people drudge through snow drifts

          That could make a grown man cry

They lift their heads for guidance

          But get snowflakes in their eye

The forecast is horrendous

          I can’t bring myself to look

When it’s time to watch the weather

          I just open up a book

Maybe I should hibernate

          Those bears have got it right

Then let it sleet and snow and rain

          I’ll sleep through day and night

But come next year I’m out of here

          The South is where I’ll go

If Punxsutawney Phil gets up

          And sees his darn shadow!