By Caroline Ho, Assistant Editor
Dear snow
Won’t you please go away
It’s cold
I find this not okay
I’m told
The winter’s nearly done
Behold—
This snow’s once more begun
This chill
Saps out all sense of fun
Until
This city’s overrun
Streets fill
With piles of greyish muck
And still
Our buses get more stuck
Oh jeez
This season so does suck
I’d kill
To migrate like a duck
Come, please
Much-needed weather-luck
Don’t tease
Me with false springtime hope
I’ll freeze
This cold I cannot cope
Don’t drop
More cold, wet, white stuff, nope
Please stop
With all this fucking snow.