Snowpocalypse

They closed the schools; said, “Stay at home. No need to move your car. A major storm’s expected So remain just where you are.” Yet in Manhattan, even though The snow came swirling down, It barely dusted roofs of cars. (At least this part of town) The gym was opened six hours late And few were on the streets, For everyone fell victim to The weatherfolks’ conceits. By 1 p.m., the snow had stopped And temps were rising fast, The sun was peeking through because Snowpocalypse* had passed. I know that other areas Have lots more snow to plow, But in the city, all that snow (And hype!) is gone by now. *Thanks to Mike D. for introducing me to this cool word.