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Jan 2018
The river had been rising.
It is now close to flood stage.
There'sĀ Ā a need for sandbaggers.
Workers of most every age.

With the water pipes breaking,
With weather that's near zero,
The work will be bone chilling,
What people will want to go?

Some kids had a lucky hat.
Snowmen, they started to make.
Sandbagging was sure in need.
Sandbags would be no mistake.

Though snowmen could not throw bags,
Or they would be washed away.
They switched with those filling bags,
More men could throw bags that way.

Where the bags were being filled,
It was near twenty below,
And also a cold wind chill ,
And a blizzard spewing snow.

When they passed out free coffee,
Snowmen said that's very nice.
If we were to drink coffee,
We would soon be turned to ice.

With ease we'll take this weather.
Brave, you humans sure must be.
We're glad to be of some help.
How frozen you are we see.
Written by
joseph g schelling
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