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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required 2022 Polar Vortex - Across Wide Band Of North America Power outage here within mine happy hunting grounds (as well the ghosts of Lenni Lenape), viz Perkiomen Valley, Pennsylvania December twenty third two thousand twenty two wrought (lasting greater part of twelve hours) impossible mission to keep warm generating body heat necessity courtesy three dog night, sure as I'm sitting here nevertheless found yours truly yearning for global warming while dentures chattered a mile a minute then jumped out me mouth and scrabbled, scrambled and scratched along floor leaving corpse like body abed stiff as a board dead cold analogous, when rigor mortis grips lovely bones immune to brutal cold. Ordinarily, the weather considered non trees son us, a neutral subject on par with non nose wrinkling odoriferous cheese usually ranks as minor distraction, without whether yours truly agrees or not, except during balmy temperatures, an unavoidable tease, whereat sub zero degrees, whether Centigrade or Fahrenheit demands human sacrifice (me anima knocking knees), no negotiating with Ole Man Winter, he requests (lest he continue deep freeze maelstrom until the end of time), nothing 'cept a healthy seas sunned Homo sapien to appease his insatiable appetite froze to the core, when all body functions cease, thus until onset of frostbite disease transformed me into a human popsicle obliging surrender of self, no matter I always minded "p's" and "q's", and adhered to selfless decrees not until that moment - this me's lee sad excuse e'en for missing link, said personal radar of this primate suddenly went haywire madly wheeze zing, as if giant hand (some harried styled swiftly tailored paw) did squeeze traumatizing, suffocating, mangling constricting, asphyxiating... sensation (surprised muss elf, and all my enemies, hence survived death as a breeze) when similar to Socrates ill fate found him downing hemlock, necessitated, I reluctantly quaffed antifreeze as preservative, plus out of necessity to survive being clobbered, buffeted, assaulted...finally please zing lee melting titanic iceberg more bearable on par with a sneeze than compared to frigidity of writer's block.
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