there is not much to hate.
Snow covers each home,
and destroys the Metrodome.
Strings and horns greet my ears,
as Doc Severinsen leads Christmas cheers.
The city is still with chill,
as the sun sets over the hill.
Each storm brings more,
while people snore.
Then the traffic snarls
as shoppers are now borrowers.
A company of friends feeds the soul
with laughs that never take a toll.
Several games quiz the mind
and a win is not a hard find.
Scrooge and Cratchit take the stage,
when the Guthrie's Carol begins to engage.
Pizza and humus after the show
make the day no low.
Christmas in the North is grand,
with the best great aunt in the land.
Minnesota Nice prevails in all
as the snow continues to fall.
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