Snow is all around. I wake up every morning to even more snow. Snow, snow, snow, snow. I made a little snowman right beside the Proudfoot bus stop across Alumni Hall yesterday, and I was happy to see it still there today. I thought somebody would have stepped on it, or kicked it apart by now.
In light of this cold cold weather, I wrote a poem:

"Ode to Snow"
Snow is light, snow is bright, snow might get you in a fight.
Snow's so pretty, so cold and fluffy, but it will kill a little guppy.

lol. Sounds like one of my many grade school poems/limericks.