In Tucson, you can scorch your hand
on the handle of a car door,
or fry an egg on the sidewalk.
In New York, beware of black ice,
you can slip, not difficult at all,
take it from me.
So easy to get fried or iced,
a moment's inattention,
a willing suspension, and
all that misery - so unwanted.
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