The Terrible Blizzard of ‘23

The Terrible Blizzard of ‘23

In the Terrible Blizzard of ’23,

We almost didn’t make it,

There were the emergency purchases of bread,

Since many of us didn’t bake it.

And water buying, or be drinking from the tap,

No one should be subjected to drinking that nasty crap.

And what about sandwich meats, and other things of that ilk,

And some bananas, and oranges and don’t forget the milk!

Now, the Terrible Blizzard of ’23 didn’t start out harsh.

The temps had been above freezing; it was the middle of March.

The roads weren’t soon impacted, they mostly remained clear,

But in the morning, they got kind o’ slushy, rubber boots THIS time of year???

So, the snowplows rumbled past with their blades hoisted high.

Spewing sand and salt from their ass ends, splashing slush at unwary thigh!

Oh, the Terrible Blizzard of ’23 took a mighty toll:

Many the table in New England was short their cinnamon roll.

And some wouldn’t get to Dunkin or Starbucks, or even Cumbie’s too,

And were forced to drink instant or even tea to make do!

And the schools put out the warning call: they’d open an hour late,

As long as the kids got the hell out, it was almost worth the wait.

And many called in to work: they’d have to work remote,

And if the power DID go out, they’d be sure to text a note.

Yes, the Terrible Blizzard of ’23 did its job and well:

It interrupted things damn near all day; it was inconvenience hell.

Cliff Lake 3/14/2023

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