I wish.

I wish it would snow.

I wish it would snow so much that nobody would even know.

I wish the snow would fall and freeze the roads.

I wish the snow would fall right on declues front door.

I wish the snow would freeze the roads beyond the point of thaw.

I wish the snow would come down in buckets from the sky, covering everything even timberland high.

I wish the snow would keep me in, so I could stay in sleep.

If my wishes don’t come true I might just start to weep.

I wish for days filled with snowballs and snow angels, but these images only occur when I am fast asleep.

I wish for my dreams to no longer be dreams and for missouri to be a block of ice.

I wish for snow so bad, I might make a human sacrifice.

Mr. Lindquist please open your eyes and give us this day off.

Because tomorrow the roads will be slick, like David hasselhoff.