'Twas some days after New Years, when all through New York
Too much snow began falling (even for Bjork!);
All the sidewalks were dug outside buildings with care,
In hopes that their Seamless orders soon would be there…
I got myself all nestled and snug in my bed,
A hitachi nearby should the urge rear its head;
With a cup of hot tea and swaddled in cashmere,
I lit some candles and invoked for a great year!