John F. McCullagh

Silver Star - 4,057 Points (09/28/1954 / Flushing)

A Snowflake’s Revenge - Poem by John F. McCullagh

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 about A Snowflake’s Revenge by John F. McCullagh

  • Kim Barney (5/30/2015 7:26:00 PM)


    Clever and very imaginative. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

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  • (2/1/2010 8:20:00 AM)


    Very nice rhyming and witty to boot. (Report) Reply

  • (12/24/2009 5:37:00 AM)


    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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  • (12/20/2009 10:28:00 PM)


    Amusing, well writen, and imaginative. Somewhat in the spirit of Lewis Caroll. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 20, 2009



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