Snow pummels all through
falls in a precipice without a clue
the cold sneaks into the bones
it is killing freeze in tone
know not where the houses stand
sheets of snow lie there as strands
a sudden spurt it was all in a burst
doors and panels all covered with the crust
vehicles have come to a halt and stay
passengers are stranded midway
nothing to drink or munch
could only drink snow as such
the thirst is satiated thus
it is a disbelief in full stretch
whiteness lies in a wretch
the Federation clasps its fingers in turmoil
redeeming itself is a task requiring toil
the onset of winter is harsh
wicked looks the white snow
disastrous would be the days ahead.
God be with you, Northern America!
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