T'was the Night.............

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FRAMINGHAM, MA
We tried to continue the tradition of a x-mas ryme or song made last year:
'Twas the night before a forecasted blizzard, when all through the house
I was stirring like a little nervous mouse;
The plows were hung on the my trucks with care,
In hopes that Ole’ Man Winter would soon be here;

My wife was nestled all snug in our bed,
While visions of spending danced in her head;
Wife in our bed, and I just about to take a nap,
When out on the street there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the couch to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash, tripped over the
tv remote and fell on my ass! Tore open the shade and
to my wondering eyes should appear, a Walter snow fighter
with 8 tons of salt flying through the air!

With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be correct, that St. Weatherman
for once was right on the money! So more rapid than snowmobiles,
I took to plow.

"Now, Fisher Sander! now, Boss Plow! To the driveways and parking lots away we we’ll go! Now dash away! dash away! From the sound of the plows I heard in my cab Merry Christmas to all and to all a prosperous night!
 
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