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I'm looking out the window and what do I see
my poor little palm tree all covered with snow.
This shouldn't be––I live in the warm Mohave desert,
Christmas type weather is a distant memory for me.
But no––I look again, my palm tree's nearly doubled over
from the combined weight of just a very wet snowflake.
Where's Santa when you need him, but off to the rescue
comes my dear husband with only an old lawn rake.
So lively and quick he soon dispatches the heavy snow
from still green palm fronds needing some quick relief--
all without the help of the jolly old elf or any reindeer in sight.
Then I hear my husband quite loudly exclaim..."Good grief!"