Snow Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

There is not a dropp of it alike.
No flake interrogated
Would admit under oath
They are related!
No snowball approached...
Or investigated,
Can say 'how' and 'why'
They were made from these particles!
And not a one looks like the other?
This is absolutely assinine!
Not 'one' has a familiar pattern...
With the other?
This is ultimate creativity!
I am outraged!
How is this allowed?
Without one single protest?
And people claim they love this mess?
They lie!
I wish I had a drive-by heat gun to melt this crap!
And I would be arrested for murdering snowflakes.
Can you imagine?
And I am told...
Some people have overdosed,
From sniffing this shit!
Hey...
That's what I heardI
So don't try to get me involved!
My name ain't 'Bennet'...
Even though I've got to go out in it!