My snow-blower breaks down
Not used to 24 inches of snow
Time to replace it because it is of no use
A new more powerful one will put on a show
Admired by everyone taking a look
Snow again, jump up and down
People wanting to run it
Takes me off the hook
Some will say I planned it this way
I suppose they can have their say
But am I the kind of fellow who
Would be having a Tom Sawyer day
Betting everyone they couldn’t
Do the work as well as me
Then watch them take turns
Even against my weak plea
Oh, they are out there showing off
The wind is blowing; this is tough stuff
No matter what I say or do
They keep up with their huff and puff
Snow keeps falling; the wind doesn’t die
I look out from the warm inside
When they look with hope at the window
I duck behind a curtain and hide
Another hour the drive is clear
Of the first half of the blizzard
Players are tired; looking gray
They slide along like a lizard
I know that soon it will be my turn
And shake my head and shudder
But then step up like heroes do
Knowing a good boat needs a rudder
Stanski
December 12, 2019 ^