Oh, why are you so cold?
Icing parked cars.
Coating the sky in a gray blanket.
You make teeth chatter and bones ache.
You cause the roads to be a slip-and-slide for tires.
No one wants to leave their homes.
Businesses are closed.
The highways are near empty.
Everyone is bundled in ten layers of clothing.
Oh, why are you so cold?
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