ON SLEET

Sleet - little pellets o’ doom - encrusting our steps.

The rain it raineth on the just
And also on the unjust fella;
But chiefly on the just, because
The unjust steals the just’s umbrella.

- Lord Bowen

The sleet it sleeteth on the South
And on the North as well;
But Southern roads enrimed with ice
Are a special form of Hell.

- Elisson