Too soon?

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To the Editor:

It was the morning after the rain before
The sun soon would be shining on our fair shore
A few flakes of snow hung in the cold air
The road was empty, the pavement bare

When what to my incredulous eyes I saw
A giant plow truck with salt sprayer in tow
Plowing the pavement, sparks a-flying,
Melting puddles of water, salt applying

My goodness, I thought, what a diligent crew
Plowing snow that isn’t there. If only the selectmen knew
How hard it is to melt puddles that aren’t yet ice,
They’d pay ’em fifty dollars an hour or maybe twice

Michael Hall
Tisbury