Chilly Balls & Cold Feet... No Thanks..A Poem by OnlymeWell the snow has come and the early dark nights don't make it easy to drive on black ice. Let alone even during daylight either. You're like a ballet dancer skating on thin ice. As you tiptoe on four wheels up the road slowlydoes it. Or else you skid the car and f**k you and it up. you're elderly or infirm. Needing some shopping. And have no transport to get you to your destination. So you rely on public transport or even a taxi. And getting from your front door to the bus stop or to the end of the garden for the taxi. Without falling on your butt you're doing a great job. Let alone without breaking any bones at that. Maybe I am being cynical as well as a drama queen. But the cold weather, snow and ice. Is not much fun. When you're trying to drive to work, In the rush hour. And someone has had an accident or broken down. And the lanes are backing up. And you have nowhere to go. Stuck in traffic. And late for work. And everyone is pissed off and annoyed. Or else you try to get a taxi. And all are pre-booked and none left for poor old you. To get you to your work on time. And if you trot late. into work, your boss hasa moan, as your way late. No sympathy or I understand you had to come in through a snowstorm. Bah humbug. I hate the snow and the cold and ice. I am too old and moany now, to appreciate the beauty in it any more. And the fun of building snowmen and throwing snowballs. LOL
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