Thursday, February 13, 2014


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!

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