How I just love
The first snowstorm of the year
You don't even have
Your equipment ready for it
And then, there are the drivers
Who can't remember how to drive
On these icy roads we have
After these winter storms
And then, they don't remember
That you have to take off early
Because it takes you longer
To get to where you're going
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