What to do on a blizzardy day?
Maybe I’ll doodle a noodle,
And think of something stupid to say.
Maybe I’ll host a dinner that’s a mystery,
I’ll go to the farmer’s market
Like cooks have done for all history.
I could find a bird in a bush
And sing a duet
Until I’m told to shush.
Or I’ll write poetry as you mock
Then stand on a national stage,
Grab a guitar and prepare to rock.
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