25 Hours to the tune of Jabberwocky

Twas late April and the apple buds
Did blossom and wave in the breeze;
All leafy were the maple trees
And the lilac bushes too.

Beware the coming storm, my girl!
The winds that blow, the rain that sleets!
Beware the falling temps and shun
The furious snow that meets.

She woke to whitish dawn, oh my:
Long time falling without a sound -
Until nine inches had mounted up
One tree was on the ground.

And with dawning wonder she stood.
The silence absolute - she heard -
Call NYSEG power outage line.
Report us off the grid.

One, two, three, more! repair crews out
Into the wind with hard hats on.
They roamed the roads for down-ed lines
And fixed the breaks in record time.

4000 plus without the net,
75 by Tuesday morn.
Of frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!
We chortled, "It's back on!"

Twas late April and the apple buds

Did blossom and wave in the breeze;

All leafy were the maple trees

And the lilac bushes too.