January Storm © Tony Fallon 011618

January Storm © Tony Fallon 011618

I haven’t gone out my back door since seventeen

And probably won’t again until the grass turns green

There’s ice on the deck there’s more ice on the stairs

I’m a prisoner in my apartment a terrible state of affairs

I happen to be in the back apartment above my little store

So if I use the emergency exit I can get out and in that door

I don’t park my van in my yard because I’d feel like an ass

If I couldn’t get out my driveway which is like a sheet of glass

The temperature doesn’t go over freezing either day or night

The north wind blowing down the street has a terrible bite

And to keep us miserable the forecast says at least two weeks

Meanwhile if you look there’s snow on all the Catskill peaks

When the temperature plunged nightly pipes got frozen water

All those frozen pipes will burst when the weather gets hotter

Three weeks from now when it goes up to sixty five degrees

Homeowners will be in the basement water up to their knees

A radiator exploded on me one night about three years ago

But I own a Hardware Store and had the tools to stop the flow

I was talking to a fellow today with the weather he is annoyed

He’s sleeping in the kitchen his carpets are all destroyed.

There’s ice on the sidewalk that I swear is a strong as asphalt

And it won’t even start melting after a forty pound bag of salt

Yesterday to melt the ice accumulating on my front porch

I had to go out and melt it with a mechanics acetylene torch

Up to ten inches promised tonight I’m stuck at home base

I have apple pie and ice cream soon I’ll be feeding my face

I don’t even switch on the radio to hear another weather report

I’m irritable and cranky not at all my usual pleasing comport