'Sir, may I have another!'
Dedicated to the blizzard of February, 2010.
Once we had dug ourselves right out
Another wave would cause us to rout
The walks are narrow, the hills are tall
Ice and cold for every and all!
When you thought the matter was settled
This fix we're in my mind has mettled
Our hubris is to be quite destroyed
So bow down and take it - don't be annoyed!