We'll have to assume the snow-plow is a Farmall. ----- ----- ----- ----- ---THE SNOW AND I On the first snowy day I shovelled the drive,
And on every face was a grin.
The snow-plow came by and I waved to the guy,
And shovelled the driveway again. We popped some popcorn and made some hot cider,
Pleased that the snow was not rain.
I fell on the ice, but the cold air was nice,
As I shovelled the driveway again. I jump-started the car but didn't get far,
As I slid through a fence down the lane.
The tow-truck came soon and I got home by noon,
And shovelled the driveway again. My next little slip injured my hip,
But I crawled in in spite of the pain.
I took a hot shower and rested an hour,
And shovelled the driveway again. When the limb broke the lines I fell off the roof
And gave my pore back quite a strain.
But I knew I'd be found as I lay on the ground,
And could shovel the driveway again. When the house got so cold my wife packed her bags,
And smiled as she waved from the train.
I bought heavy socks and a new pair of gloves,
And shovelled the driveway again. Since the car wouldn't run I missed a weeks work,
And the boss called up to complain.
He said I was fired, and thoough I was tired,
I shovelled the driveway again. Now I can't speak and I'm feeling quite weak,
From backache and sore-throat pain.
But the snow-plow came by and I'll just have to try,
To shovel the driveway again. They say that down south they don't have this snow
And I wonder if I am insane.
I'd ponder it more, but I'm just out the door,
To shovel the driveway again.
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