The forecast for snow
Was accurate as NASA clocks…
A foot at night,
Then sleet and rain
And slush by mid-morning,
Heavy to shovel,
That plows plowed back,
Once you were done.
Asked to stay put,
Some rushed to the store
For milk and eggs
And donuts and Ice Melt…
A miserable day.
But forecasters high-fived…
We nailed it, we told ’em,
Twenty degrees
And a foot of snow.
Problem was,
They were snowed in
At the studio.