Covered in Ice
The windshield was covered in ice
And warming it wouldn’t suffice,
So my husband and I,
With the scrapers, did try
To remove it, attacking it twice.
With the engine turned on for some heat,
We made progress, out there in the street.
As the melting ice dripped
I knew we were equipped
With the tools for the job to complete.
I got cold so my husband said Go!
He continued to scrape like a pro
‘Til the car was so clean
We need not intervene
Until Nature delivers more snow.
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