All of a sudden there came a loud crash
A boom and a bang, a screech and a smash.
"What was that?" shouted Fin from up high in the tree.
"Something crash landed!" yelled Baxter. "Let's see!"
They saw two straight tracks leading into the snow.
Then they heard the faint sound of a soft "Ho, ho, ho."
"Dig!" shouted Baxter. "Go faster!" cried Blinky.
"Brrrrppp!" bellowed Burpy. "Stop belching!" yelled Stinky.
They dug and they dug 'til their fingers were raw.
When they finished they couldn't believe what they saw:
Eight tiny reindeer attached to a sled!
And there at the reins was a man dressed in red!
Just at that moment, up high on the hill
Nine little ninjas sat perfectly still.
There was Baxter and Bixler and Burpy and Blinky,
Ethan and Ella and Slurpy and Stinky.
And up in the tree was a ninja named Fin
Whose nose had turned cold from the cold winter wind.
They crouched 'neath the moon in the fresh-fallen snow
And peered at the enemy village below.
"You have to remind me of something," said Fin.
"Why don't we like them? Please tell me again."
"Because," whispered Ella, "as everyone knows,
Pirates and ninjas have always been foes."
We survived the blizzard, you should know
There must have been an inch of snow
They shut down subways, buses, cars
City streets resembled Mars
Major crisis, fear and worry
All for what? A little flurry
Mrs. McLuna
went to Laguna
to catch her cat Lucky
a ninety-pound tuna
But when they set sail
they were hit by a gale
and Lucky was lunch
for a large killer whale
A snow day tomorrow is likely
Should I stay up tonight until 2?
My friends are all texting me asking
And I'm wondering what I should do
We want to make g-mods in Minecraft
And post Instgram pics of the squall
Then make asinine comments on YouTube
And Skype with my friend in Nepal
But what if tomorrow's a school day?
Call it a stroke of bad luck
Then I'd have to get up in the morning
And that would, like, totally suck
(P.S. Ethan stayed up until 2. And it is a snow day.)
Nothing rhymes with manuscript
Not penmanship nor pirate ship
'Cause if it did I'd make a rhyme
About the way I'm spending time
Revising one this very weekend
And it's left my brain cells weakened
My mind has slipped, my will is whipped
'Cause nothing rhymes with manuscript
What was that score? 38-3.
Iowa: dominant. Northwestern: wee.
149 was the match of the night:
The defending champ was defensive, all right.
We took him to overtime, continued to pester'm
Rode him to victory; sorry, Northwestern.
