Friday, April 15, 2011

O Snow!

When snow in April inspires bad poetry~

O Snow, O Snow, must you stay so long?
I'm weary of your games.
Half the year seems quite enough . . .
Another storm? How lame.

Now it's time for April's showers,
and green to shine anew.
Better yet, let's jump to May
with all its flowers, too.

O Snow, O Snow, I'm sad to say . . .
Get out of here! We're through!
Your welcome, Snow, is all worn out.
I'm so, so over you.


1 comment:

Kristin said...

Oh, just the way I felt. :)

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