Snow, it’s time to go

This one if for all of those sick of all this snow

Snow, you’re so beautiful

even fun to play with,

but once I get a feel for cold

your beauty, it’s a myth.

 

You think it’s funny when my car

gets stuck in the medium,

You think it’s funny when my driveway

turns into a comedian.

 

I spent an hour last night

cleaning you away,

only to look this morning

to find you’ve doubled anyway.

 

It’s not particularly nice

when I open my car door,

to find the seats covered

and oh so much more.

 

My hair is flat and greasy

after doing it up nice,

I curse you sand of winter

you will pay the price.

 

The groundhog says

there will be six more weeks,

of torturous foot soakers

and rosy red cheeks.

 

Well I say enough

bringeth thee warm weather,

and when the snow melts

we’ll all rejoice together.