Blizzards

Oh Blizzards how I hate you so

Eighteen inches, twenty-four iches, so much snow

For the kids at school, you're an off day

For us adults, this nor'easter is a royal pain

James and Dave have the forecast and they say the snow won't stop

It will be a significant weather and  our area is the jackpot

So remember to go to the gas station and get your gas tank filled

And be like Vic and go to the store to get the bread and milk 

But remember that you still have to go to work

Even though driving in this mess is more trouble than it's worth

You will be sliding down a steep hill on solid ice

Do you think your greedy employers care if you live or die?

The storm will topple trees and knock out power

You will have no electricity for several hours

The power may be out for days or even weeks

It's a miserable experience, in the winter without heat

You go outside on the sidewalk and you slip and fall

For this latest storm, there is just never enough salt

Now the fun really starts and you have to dig yourself out

But you only have a snow shovel, when you need a snow blower or snow plow

Things will get back to normal in about a week

In meantime as we drive, we try to navigate through very narrow streets

Mountains of snow as far as the eye can see

We just got hammered by this unrelenting beast 

From Rhymes With A Reason 
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