Snow in February? Get over it, Chicago

"S-spring!" the folk whimpered

"It's so very near!

We thought from here out

We would be in the clear."

Oh, people, get real

It is spring in LA

But spring in Chicago?

That's not until May.

We know in Chicago

That winter hangs on

Like flu that recurs when

You think that it's gone.

Perhaps we're made weak

By the balmy December

Those sweet, snowless days

Global warming — remember?

That debt has come due

Here in winter's last lap

We'll finish the season

By shoveling (expletive).