So afraid of the snow
Don't know which way to go
It blows this way and that
OMG there goes my hat!
It piles up around me
Until I can hardly see
It's Snowmaggedon I fear
Or at least that's what I hear.
But then again
Who cares what they say
The weather will do at it may
Always has always will
We'll deal with it as we always have
Get up, go to work
And generally get on with our lives
Poo poo on you, Mister Snow.
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