The second day of the New Year,
We’re headed for “zero” I fear…
A low of nine
In the city is fine,
But out in the country, oh dear!
These low degrees in Fahrenheit,
Should not give New Englanders fright…
But we’ve had it soft
In winter too oft,
And now the temperature seems right!
Those with electric will run up the bill,
I wish we had a woodstove still…
The work was hard
Culling from a woodyard,
But it definitely kept out the chill.