Snowpocalypse

They closed the schools; said, “Stay at home.

No need to move your car.

A major storm’s expected

So remain just where you are.”

 

Yet in Manhattan, even though

The snow came swirling down,

It barely dusted roofs of cars.

(At least this part of town)

 

The gym was opened six hours late

And few were on the streets,

For everyone fell victim to

The weatherfolks’ conceits.

 

By 1 p.m., the snow had stopped

And temps were rising fast,

The sun was peeking through because

Snowpocalypse* had passed.

 

I know that other areas

Have lots more snow to plow,

But in the city, all that snow

(And hype!) is gone by now.

 

*Thanks to Mike D. for introducing me

to this cool word.