our snow’s receding
you see,
said the snowmen
three
this weather’s too
warm
we need another
storm
to send us some
flakes,
not like last nights
pelting
bringing about this disastrous
melting.
the climate turned
fickle
and we’re in a
pickle.
this party is
over,
we’re soon knee high in
clover.
For the Record,
This day came in unseasonably warm with melting snow and muddy ground.
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