Ode to the Shovellers of New York
O shovellers of New York
O ye mighty inhabitants of a city swept by snow
O ye stalled and ye stuck
O ye commuters and alternate-side-of-the-street parkers, praying for yet another day of parking regulation suspension
The winter is against you
The snow plows are against you
Rage, o ye keepers of cars in a city that doesn’t care
Rage, and dig
O look, o look where stubborn folly leads
Yet dig o ye shovellers
Beneath the deep snow, wheeled freedom awaits,
And shovelling too will pass.
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