Mind screaming in painful denial,
Fueled by my adrenal cortex.
The Diet Dr Pepper is completely frozen,
Damn you, polar vortex!
Sammy and Daddy huddled in bed,
When we’d rather hit the discotheques.
But alas, what are you going to do,
While surviving the icy polar vortex.
Writing is not always an easy task,
Sometimes it leaves me feeling malaise.
So I will simply end this poem,
By using the word mayonnaise.
This truly is a Winter Wonderland,
But the season should really cram it.
Oh look everyone, it’s starting to snow.
After I shoveled the driveway, d****t.
Watching the snow fall down from above,
While Sammy and I are lying in bed.
Silence is pierced by screaming winds,
And all of the voices inside my head.