An appeal for more snowDecember 9th, 2013 by Julia, Canoe Coordinator
Snow Man, I’m not sure if you’re really there,
But on the off chance you are, well, you’re being quite spare.
In fact, to be blunt, it just isn’t fair
That we’re slaving away while the mountains stay bare.
We MLC staff, see, we love Mono Lake
And we want it to rise, for we all have a stake
In a healthy living lake with water enough
That the brine shrimp can live and the birds can stuff
Their bellies on fresh food that keeps them well
And allows them to migrate to the places they dwell.
What’s more, as it happens, I’m a canoe tour guide
And I’m having big problems with the lowering tide
See, I’d like to be able to launch these boats,
To declare it from shore to shore—“It floats!”
But this shoreline is shallow and rough to the hull
The scraping has turned our once-bright canoes dull
O woe! These deserving canoes, so abused
By protruding tufa: positively bruised
As I drag them and scape them over carbonate rock
By golly, we’ll soon be in need of caulk
Really, just a foot more of water would do
To go from beached whale to floating canoe
So Snow Man, I entreat you, it really is time!
Let’s have us a flurry: a snowstorm sublime
With feet of it up on the high mountain peaks
So in springtime the snowmelt will fill up our creeks
And replenish our lake, bring up its level
So we in a rising lake can revel
Sixty-three eighty’ and falling fast
We’d do anything, Snow Man, for a snowy forecast
And I mean anything! See, Emma and I, we believe
That maybe you’ll yield if we can conceive
Of every superstition and trick in the book
For winning back the snow you foresook.
Just look at our ardor, we’ve been quite devout
Emma’s PJs are backwards and quite inside out
There are spoons under pillows and offerings of ice
We consider these oddities more than fair price
For a good, snowy winter and a rising lake
But if not for the lake, then for poor Emma’s sake!