One of the things I don't like
Is digging out after a snowstorm
You have to contend with
So many different obsticales
You can't open the door
Because it's plugged with snow
And, then, you have to dig and dig
To even find your car
And, then, it will take
A lot of your time
To get it dug out
So you can help others
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