The snow is so deep, it’s starting to seep
\ninto daily life’s very marrow.
\nWith rivers of ice and white pyramids
\none oft feels like Frosty the Pharaoh.
\nIt seems every day the forecasters say,
\nGet ready for two feet of powder.
\nThe drifts look like waves upon a strange sea,
\nan ocean of frozen clam chowder.
\nIf I were a child, I’d be going wild,
\nno school and unlimited sledding.
\nBut I’m much too old and aching and cold:
\nDear God, please annul this white wedding!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"