A Snowflake’s Revenge Poem by John F. McCullagh

A Snowflake’s Revenge

Rating: 2.8


My brother died upon a tongue

But now I with my legions come

Pelting down like frosty rain

with drifts up to your window pane.



Your women to the market race

As if food won’t be seen again

And you make your Home Depot run

As if some salt will stop my friends



We clog your walks and bury cars

And all your transportation snarl

With Blizzard force my winds do blow

blinding those who walk below.



No force of Sanitation will

chase us hence from whence we spill

Nor shall your shovels pitiful

Make much dent in what we will.





Your plans all ruined- Quel Domage!

Stay inside for all I care

Venture out to shovel me

And freeze your butt off if you dare..

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kim Barney 30 May 2015

Clever and very imaginative. Thanks for sharing.

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Lillian Thomas 01 February 2010

Very nice rhyming and witty to boot.

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Gillena Cox 24 December 2009

thanks for showing us the other side of those charming snowflakes ''My brother died upon a tongue But now I with my legions come Pelting down like frosty rain'' written in fun and fury; Merry Christmas and Happiness in 2010

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Yacov Mitchenko 20 December 2009

Amusing, well writen, and imaginative. Somewhat in the spirit of Lewis Caroll.

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