the ev’ning flurries, first, before the storm
did snow all night and so the day began
with gentle, juicy flakes of fluffy form
so shovel’d as we went – as if by plan
and daring out just once upon the roads
this Sunday situation seemed so eerie
the Super Bowl, indeed, the show of shows
‘twould make a mess of things ‘twas our new theory
by granting extra time to make the trek
we’d finish off our football grub by halftime
but our consignment in the snowy street got stuck
we had to trudge through knee-deep snow at nighttime
alas, at last, we made it home for dinner
tho’ cold, in time to witness the game winner