‘Twas the day before Christmas and all ‘round the River
The snowguns were blazing, the best snow they deliver.
Each trail being covered with precision and care,
With billions of snowflakes being tossed through the air.
All nestled in my office I felt a sense of dread,
With the snow report due I was going brain dead.
I had writers block, and creativity I lack,
Then in busted Santa, with many gifts in his sack!
“I hear you need help, and I can… Continue