Whites drool into grays, and all else, blacks;
January thaw is coming back,
bringing la grippe and all it can do;
or worse, the January ‘flu.
Dali’s watches dripped if you please;
we watch January drip from trees
and remind us July was just as warm:
cold as hell, but seems the norm.
Last week snow blew in hard,
filled the streets and filled our yard;
this week zephyrs are the rage
leaving the sidewalks in a slippery stage.
Next week they say the snow is coming
and fingers and feet and bums will be numbing.
Yes, it’s a seesaw, yes it’s a draw
yes it’s the jeezly January thaw.