
be one with your shovel, they said,
and i was, ’til the plow turned my head,
and I thought he’d go ’round
if i just stood my ground,
now i’m one with the snowbank instead

be one with your shovel, they said,
and i was, ’til the plow turned my head,
and I thought he’d go ’round
if i just stood my ground,
now i’m one with the snowbank instead

this morning the sun is so bright
that it’s flooding my household with light
but out in the snow
it’s still forty below
too bad it’s all bark and no bite

now I went for a walk just to see
what a photo op winter might be,
but then with the snow
and the twenty below,
well, the only thing out there was me
–photo by my son, Aaron

Poor Rudolph, whose nose is so bright,
Isn’t leading the old sleigh tonight,
For Santa, I guess,
Has installed GPS,
And now Rudolph’s his new taillight.

a mink had a drink with a skunk
and the skunk got the mink really drunk
for the mink didn’t think
that the skunk had a stink
but the skunk knew his stink really stunk

Our fictional President Pooh
Got his tan from a bottle, it’s true,
But he rubbed too much in,
And it gave his old skin
A tomato-stained tupperware hue.

A farmer from rural Decatur
Found his soul in a hole near a tater
And grasping for it
Found it weighed quite a bit
So he called down the hole, “See ya later!”