Getting Even

Buried in our freezer

beneath some frozen steak

is my container full of snow

which now, today, I’ll take.

Of course, I’ll make some snowballs

to throw at brother Bart.

He needs to learn, for once and all,

he’s really not that smart.

He nailed me with some snowballs

and so did his friend, Dean,

and since I am much younger,

it really was quite mean.

I screamed that I’d get even!

They let more snowballs fly!

But now, I’ve the advantage —

for now — it is July!

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