or maybe it's "A Random Poem and Silly Bulldogs". Well, you decide...

"Frizzing" by John Ciardi

It snew all night. By the next noon
Eleven feet of sney had snoon.



I jumped out of bed and snoze.
The snuz stopped in midair and froze.

"Dear wife," I said, "how cold it is!"
My words fell from my lips and friz.



I shivered a whole shrig of shovers.
Said she from underneath the covers,

"Don't you know what time it is?
I think you should not have Adminz."



And I, agreeing with her views,
Snuggled back and snoze another snooze.



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