Texans in the Snow

It was April of '07
We thought we'd died and gone to Heaven
But bein' Texans, we didn't know
that sadly, it was but snow.

Slippin' and slidin' past the house
we joined the ever growin' crowd
as the people in their houses watched us pass
and laughed and laughed and laughed.

We thought it all unfair,
for them to just stand there and stare
and wave to some now and then
and gawk at a passing chicken pen...

There went my neighbor, Mrs. Kaper,
she'd just stepped out to get the paper,
she yelled "The dern ice is EVER'WHERE!"
with pink and purple curlers in her hair.

Then passed my friend McKag,
justa clingin' to his old bay hag
yellin' about global warming and all that stuff
said it was killin' him, he'd "had 'nough!"

There came the Mayor Plumb's dog,
poor thang, he'd bumped his big ol' nog'
an' went a-skiddin' past
as we gained speed and kept goin' fast.

We flew on by Main Street
our number grown to be called "fleet"
and slid on by the retirement home
in the yard a fake deer and a mini gnome

Loomin' up ahead came the city park
with its big brick walls and off time clarck
and we sighed with relief
as we skidded into a thousand big heaps

The brick walls were blessings
and we gathered ourselves up with jestings
when the big new wall began to bend
and it all started over again.