'Twas the night before the ice storm
And all through the town,
Everyone and their brother
Is grocery store-bound.
Buying bread and some water
To drink and to eat.
They'll survive and be merry;
Though they might not have heat.
The store is so crowded.
The shelves become bare.
But they prepare for the worst as
An ice storm soon will be there.
As bad as 2007?
Ten years to the day.
Of course? It's the Midwest.
It must happen this way.
The schools are all closed
Even SPS--no way!
It was a good call;
The skies become grey.
The rain starts freezing
The trees are icy and cold.
But sooner, rather than later,
The ice becomes old.
The power lines are strung
And covered in ice, too.
Everyone hangs out and waits.
There's not much to do.
The power goes out.
They are stuck in the dark.
They're with family and friends
But can't walk to the park.
They play games and cards
But no TV and all that.
Isn't it kind of nice,
To just sit around and chat?
They grow closer to their families
Huddling together without power.
They clean out the fridge--
Or the milk will go sour.
So good luck this winter,
Don't be frozen with fright.
Happy ice storm to all
And to all a good night.
