"Dashing through the snow"--or not :)

(Written on the subway on the way to work this morning. To the tune of "Jingle Bells" [vu den/what else?].)

Dashing—not!—through snow
Fast one cannot go
Bundled without grace
Wind is in my face
'brella did a flip
In the wind's wild grip
Lucky that I caught a bus or surely I would slip

Oh
"Ding-dong" bell—subway hell:
"Watch the closing doors!"
Subway steps are slick with slush
I wish they'd clean the floors

But why curse? Could be worse
This, of course, we know
New York City goes berserk
With just one inch of snow

:) :) :)